Please do not hesitate, for it will probably be my only
opportunity of saying good-by."
"Dar now, honey, sit right down. Ef Marse Scoville ain' quality den
I doan know um."
"Miss Baron," cried Scoville, laughing, "Aunt Jinkey has raised a
point now which you alone can settle--the question of my quality."
"About the same as my own, I reckon," said the girl, sitting down
with rosy cheeks. "Aun' Jinkey is evidently your ally, for she has
put her invitation in a form which I could not decline without
hurting the feelings of--"
"Your sincere and grateful friend," interrupted the officer.
"Uncle and aunt would think I was committing an unheard-of
indiscretion."
"But ARE you?"
"I'm too hungry to discuss the question now," she answered,
laughing. "Do let us hasten, for such OLD friends should not part
with their mouths full."
"Well, hit des does my ole heart good ter see you sittin' dar, Miss
Lou. I'se po'ful glad yo' mouf's full ob breakfas' en dat yo' eyes
ain' full ob tears. Wat we projeckin' 'bout yistidy?"
"Now, Aun' Jinkey, just keep still.
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