How we uns gwine ter be free 'less Marse Scoville stay
yere en kep us free?"
"Zany guv me my supper en--"
"Dar now, I ain' no mo' 'count. Zany gobble you aready. I des stick
ter my chimbly corner."
"Howdy, Aunt Jinkey," cried Scoville, coming in briskly. "Well, you
see I'm back again as I promised."
"You welcome, a hun'erd times welcome, kaze you kep my young mistis
fum bein' mar'ed right slap 'gin her own feelin's ter her cousin."
"Pshaw! Aunt Jinkey. No one can marry a girl against her will in
this country."
"Dat des de question Miss Lou en me projeckin' 'bout dis berry
mawnin'. She gyardeens went straight along ez ef dey had de po'r,
dey sut'ny did. Dat's w'at so upset Miss Lou en me. De po'r ob
gyardeens is sump'n I kyant smoke out straight, en I des lak ter
know how much dey KIN do. Ole mars'r al'ays manage her prop'ty en we
wuz flustrated w'en we see 'im en Mad Whately en he moder en ole
miss en all gittin' ready fer de weddin' des ez ef hit was comin'
like sun-up sho."
"It was a shame," cried Scoville angrily.
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