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Updated: May 5, 2025
This was spoken with all the force of conviction. Zenie's face wreathed itself in another smile. "I ain' do no mo' wuk not ontil Zeke he come home." Mary Louise paused and drew breath. She began again: "If there was somewhere you could put him, someone who could look out for him, or if it was so that you could keep an eye on him yourself why, you could go to work again, like you used to."
When Mary Louise had apparently finished and turned to her again, she smiled. "You ain' eveh see ouh house befo', is you?" Mary Louise admitted she never had. And then to disarm any suspicion that she might have come for social reasons only, she attacked the matter in hand with characteristic vigour: "Zeke's not home much, is he?" "Right smaht he ain', no'm." Zenie's face was all expectant smiles.
The brightness of Zenie's smile began to fade. "Yas'm. Yas'm, reckon I could." She turned her attention to the child in her arms and her voice, as she continued, was liquid soft. "Zeke's doin' so good I ain' aim to wuk out no mo'. Jes' keep house heah fo' him."
"You can get off directly dishes are done seven o'clock every evening, I'm sure." "I know," responded Zenie, still doubting. "But Zeke, he gone at night. Mos' eve' night. He home in de day, mos' de day." It ended by Mary Louise's offering and Zenie's accepting ten dollars a week, and with a promise of starting in on the following Monday.
Zenie's face at once assumed a look of concern and lifting her head she pondered far-off possibilities. "Zeke, he home so little," she began, and her voice had an ineffable sadness, "I likes to be home when he come." "But you can be at home when he comes," Mary Louise explained with a patience which she far from felt.
You were making fun of Zenie's baby just like it was a little animal. They might find out some day how you quoted from the Bible. Of course, there's no real harm done but I don't like it." Joe slid his hand softly along the top bar of the wooden gate till it touched hers. She drew quietly away. "Perhaps!" he said. "The old world runs along pretty well whether we bother or whether we don't.
Miss Susie sighed. "Zenie's got her head all full of fool notions. She thinks she has to stay home and look after that worthless Zeke." "And she won't come? You've tried her?" Miss Susie shook her head grimly. Mary Louise suddenly laughed. It was a dry, mirthless sort of laugh. "Looks like the Negroes are getting all the latest notions of progress, too. I must have put the idea into their heads."
"Yas'm. Mist' Joe Hoopah." There was a cheery ring to Zenie's voice that had been wont to drag so dispiritedly. "He say hit come so unexpeckedly an' all you kin do is make the bes' of it." Her face was suddenly wreathed in an expansive smile. "Mist' Joe done hoorahin' us Zeke an' me. Zeke don' min'. Nossuh. He say de baby look lak him."
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