Me no playum
cards, all same otha fella ketchum my grub. Kay bueno. Better
me playum cards mebbyso all time.
"Bimeby no ketchum mo' grub, no stopum my wikiup. Them folks
pikeway. Me tellum 'Yo' heap lazy, heap kay bueno. Yo' all time
eatum my grub, yo' no givum me money, no givum hoss, no givum
notting. Me damn' mad all time yo'. Yo' go damn' quick!'"
Peppajee held out his cup for more tea. "Me tellum my brother,"
he finished sonorously, his black eyes sweeping lightly the faces
of his audience, "yo' no come back, yo'--"
Evadna caught her breath, as if someone had dashed cold water in
her face. Never before in her life had she heard the epithet
unprintable, and she stared fixedly at the old-fashioned, silver
castor which always stood in the exact center of the table.
Old Peaceful Hart cleared his throat, glanced furtively at
Phoebe, and drew his hand down over his white beard. The boys
puffed their cheeks with the laughter they would, if possible,
restrain, and eyed Evadna's set face aslant.
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