An' yo' folks is plumb 'stracted 'bout yer
dis minute, I 'low. Come on. She am gittin' ready to stop."
He grabbed the blackened hand of each, pushing Jimmy and
pulling Billy, and towed the reluctant little boys through
the coach.
"Yuh sho' is sp'iled my fun," he growled as he hustled them
across the platform to the waitingroom. "Dis-here's de fus'
'scursion I been on widout Sukey a-taggin' long in five year
an' I aimed fo' to roll 'em high; an' now, 'case o' ketchin'
up wid y' all, I gotta go right back home. Now y' all set
jes' as straight as yer kin set on dis here bench," he
admonished, "whilst I send a telegraph to Marse Jeems
Garner. An' don' yuh try to 'lope out on de flatform neider.
Set whar I kin keep my eye skinned on yuh, yuh little
slipp'ry-ellum eels. Den I gwine to come back an' wash yer,
so y' all look like 'spectable white folks."
Miss Minerva came out of her front door looking for Billy at
the same time that Mrs. Garner appeared on her porch in search
of Jimmy.
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