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Bert looked at Sam, as if asking if this might be done. "No, indeedy!" exclaimed the faithful colored man. "Yo'all jest stay right yeah! Yo'all's ma tole me to look after yo', an' I'se gwine to do it! Yo'all kin see whut dey is to see right yeah! If you goes any closter one ob dem bullgines might blow up!" "I don't want to be blowed up; do I, Sam?" put in Flossie. "No, indeedy!" he answered.
Mak' yo' mannahs, Letty. Does yo' wan' Miss 'Chanda to think yo' is a know-nothin' outa de swamp?" Thus sternly admonished, Letty-Lou ducked her head shyly and murmured something in a die-away voice. "Letty-Lou," announced her aunt, "is com' to do fo' yo'all, Miss 'Chanda. I'se larn'd her good how to do fo' ladies. She is good at scrubbin' an' cleanin' an sich. Ah done train'd her mahse'f."
"Coming!" he shouted back. "Well, make it snappy!" she shrilled. "The toast has been burnt twice and " But what further catastrophe had occurred her brother could not hear. "Yo'all wants to git to de back do', Mistuh Ralestone, suh? Dere's a sho't-cut 'cross dis-a-way." Sam turned into a side path and Val followed.
Why don't yo'all go visit wi' Miss Charity?" Ricky looked at her watch. "All right. She'll be through her morning work by now. I'll take the children, Lucy." To Val's open surprise, she obeyed Lucy, meekly moving off without a single protest. One of the boys remained behind and offered shyly to take the horse back to Sam's place.
"Don' yo'all think that yo'all have joked enough?" asked Unc' Billy, trying hard to keep from chuckling aloud. A cry of "Thief" stopped right in the middle, and two sharp eyes looked down in surprise at Unc' Billy. "Why, Unc' Billy Possum! What are yo'all doing way up here?" cried the owner of the long tail and sharp eyes. "This is mah home now. Ah done moved up here," replied Unc' Billy.
I's got de fried chicken an' corn pone all ready fo' yo'all. An' dere's soft crabs fo' dem as wants 'em, an' chicken-gumbo soup, an' " "Hold on, Aunt Hannah!" exclaimed Mr. Hammond with a laugh. "Have a little mercy on them. Maybe they are not hungry for all your good things." "Oh, aren't we, though!" cried Mollie. "Just try me. I've always wanted chicken fried in the Southern style."
Letty-Lou, yo'all ain't feedin' dese men-folks ri'. Now yo' chillens," she swooped down upon her own family, "yo'all gits outa heah an' don't fuss me." "They can come with me," offered Ricky. "I'm trying to find that maze which is marked on the garden plans." "Miss 'Chanda, yo'all ain't a'goin' 'way 'afo' yoah brothah gits through his wo'k. He done tol' me to keep an eye on yo'all.
"Why not send for your family to come here and live in the Green Forest, Uncle Billy?" he asked. Unc' Billy stopped crying. His two little eyes looked up sharply. "How do yo'all reckon Ah can send word?" he asked. Jimmy scratched his head. "There's Mr. Skimmer the Swallow; he's fixing to go South. Perhaps he'll take the message to your family," said he.
"Mistuh Ralestone, suh," Letty-Lou, standing half-way up the back stairs, addressed Rupert, "lunch am on de table. Effen yo'all doan come now, de eatments will be spiled." "All right," he answered. "Letty-Lou," called Ricky, "put on another plate. Miss Charity is staying to lunch." "Dat's all ri', Miss 'Chanda. I'se done done dat. Yo'all comin' now?"
Possum could hear was "eggs." "Now don't yo'all get to thinking of such foolishness as eggs," she commanded. "It isn't safe to be snooping around Farmer Brown's hen-house when there's snow on the ground. Yo' just fo'get all about eggs! Do yo' hear what Ah say?" Unc' Billy nodded that he did. But just the same he couldn't think of anything else. He knew that old Mrs.
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