Whut I tell you?" he added as Jasper made his sudden appearance.
"Here, nigger," said Peters, "go on away; I want to talk to Starbuck."
Jasper told the negro to go and then he stood looking at Peters.
"I didn't expect to see you here ag'in after what passed the other day.
Didn't I tell you--"
Peters held up his hand. "Ricolleck I ain't in yo' house. You told me
not to darken yo' door ag'in, and I hain't. Don't overlook that fact.
And I wouldn't be here, but my app'intment has come."
"Wall."
"An' I go on duty day atter to-morrer. Do you know what that means?"
"I told you not long ago what it mout mean."
"But it mout not turn out that way."
"Shot fo' an' stobbed three," muttered the old man, his mind reverting
to the story paper.
"Starbuck, is that young feller Elliott any kin to Jedge Elliott in
Nashville?"
"That's for you to fin' out."
"Wall, I didn't know, an' I come mighty nigh havin' trouble with him not
long ago."
"Yes, an' I reckon he come mighty nigh a robbin' me of a pleasure--when
the time comes.
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