Say, you puts me in mind o' er chicken with de
gapes."
"You air a f--f--f--f--"
"You needn't try ter tell me. I knows it."
"That's a--a--a--about all you d--d--d--d--do know. Mother sent me atter
the wash k--k--k--kittle."
"She don't need it much den. Go on erway."
"I'm goin' t--t--t--to git a g--g--gun an' come atter you."
"If you kain't shoot it off no better'n you does yo' mouf you kain't
hurt me much."
From a corner of the fence Mose took up a wash-kettle and put it upon
the wheelbarrow. "You'll b--b--b--be dead b--b--before night. Be easier
t--t--to take what I come atter than to try t--t--to tell 'em w--w--what
I want." As he turned his wheelbarrow about he saw Lije Peters standing
in the gap. "L--l--l--look out, I'll r--r--run over you," and he lunged
forward with his load, just missing Peters, who jumping to one side
cried out:
"Yes, you stuttering pig, if you can't wheel no strai'ter than you can
talk."
When Mose was gone Peters inquired of Kintchin: "Whar's Starbuck?"
"He wuz out yander jest now an' he'll come ez soon as he know you yere.
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