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But there's a friend of yo'rs in trouble, for something he didn' do, an' I wouldn' stan' for an innocent man bein' sent to the penitentiary though many a po' Negro has been. Yes, sir, I know that Mr. Ben Dudley didn' shoot them two white men." "So do I," rejoined the colonel. "Who did?" "It was Bud Johnson, the man you tried to get away from Mr.
"I'll tell some ob de udder men," offered the porter. "We often has t' pick up lost little ones an' take 'em to de waitin' room. Ef yo' doan't find yo' tots yo'se'f, stop in dere." "I will," said Mr. Bobbsey, and he was about to walk on when the porter called to him: "Heah comes a light-haired, blue-eyed gal now, an' she's runnin' like she's in a hurry. Maybe she's yo'rs." Mr.
Joyce Masterton, or both. That's like most yo' men, co'nnle. Yo' reckon because a girl pleases yo' she ought to be grateful all her life and yo'rs, too! Yo' think different now! But yo' needn't act up to it quite so much." She made a little deprecating gesture with her disengaged hand as if to ward off any retaliating gallantry. "I ain't speaking for myself, co'nnle.
Yes! she has a lover, and what's me', she CAN'T HELP IT; and yo' 're her lover; and what's me', YO' can't help it either! And yo' can't back out of it now bo'fe of yo' nebber! Fo' yo' 're hers, and she's yo'rs fo' ebber. For she sucked yo' blood." "What!" gasped Courtland, aghast at what he believed to be the sudden insanity of the negress. "Yes!
''Bout your brains if you use them for meddling with my business; with your brains if you can keep them to your own. 'I shall need a deal o' brains to settle where my business ends and yo'rs begins. 'Your business has not begun yet, and mine stands still for me. So good afternoon. Just before Mr. Thornton came up to Mrs. Boucher's door, Margaret came out of it.
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