"That is so," agreed Doctor Sanford, "so I'll go and find
the Sheriff."
Sarah Jane's huge form loomed up in the back-hall doorway,
and she grabbed Jimmy by the arm.
"Yaas," she cried, "you gwine take you a nap is yuh, yuh
'ceitful caterpillar. Come on home dis minute."
"Lemme go, Sarah Jane," protested the little boy, trying to
jerk away from her, "I got to stay here and pertec' Billy and
Miss Minerva's beau 'cause they's a robber might come back and
tie 'em up and make 'em bleed if I ain't here."
"Did Mr. Algernon Jones make all that blood?" asked an
awe-stricken little boy gazing in admiration at the victim of
Mr. Jones's energy. "You sho' is a hero to stan' up an' let
him knock you down like he done."
"Yes," cried Jimmy, as the black woman dragged him kicking
and struggling through the hall, "we's all heroes, but I
bet I'm the heroest hero they is, and I bet Miss Minerva's
going to be mad 'bout you all spilling all that blood on her
nice clean floor.
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