De Lawd ain't gib me whut he has you folks. He has put me yeah
ter run like er rabbit wheneber I sees er white man er comin', an' I do
hopes you take my part. I'll tell you whut he 'cuze me erbout. I wuz er
comin' laung de road, an' I yeard a dog yelp, an' I come ter de dog er
minit later an' he lay dar in de road wid his head mashed. I wuz er
lookin' at de po' thing when up come deze men an' 'cuzed me er killin'
him; but old marster, let me tell you suthin': dar's mighty few niggers
dat eber kills er dog, caze de dog an' de nigger so close ter de yearth
da's friends. I didn't kill de dog."
"Mister," said Sanderson, "I mout come yo' way a thousand times and I
never would interfere with you, and my advice to you now is, don't
interfere with me. You spoke of me not knowin' you. Wall, you don't know
me, nuther."
"Jasper," Margaret exclaimed, "that's a threat, an' don't you let the
fack that us women folks air here stand in yo' way."
"No," cried Mrs. Mayfield, "we will all fight to protect this poor
creature."
Something gleamed in Lou's hand.
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