Were it not for Miss
Lou, she would have been ready enough to go, especially as she had
heard that Chunk was at the railroad town. Her restless spirit
craved excitement and freedom: a townful of admirers, with Chunk
thrown in, was an exceedingly alluring prospect. With all her
faults, she had a heart, and the sick girl had won her affection
unstintedly. When therefore Miss Lou summoned her and fixed her sad,
pleading blue eyes upon her, the girl threw her apron over her head
and began to cry "Doan say a word, Miss Lou," she sobbed, "doan ax
me not ter go kase ef you does I kyant go."
"Sech foolishness!" ejaculated Aun' Jinkey with a disdainful sniff.
"She lebe you des lak a cat dat snoop off enywhar en arter enybody
w'at got mo' vittles. Wat she keer?"
Down came the apron, revealing black eyes blazing through the tears
which were dashed right and left as Zany cried, "You ole himage,
w'at you keer? You tink a hun'erd times mo' ob yer pipe ner Miss
Lou. Long ez you kin smoke en projeck in dat ar ole cabin hole you
woan lebe his 'less you turned out.
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