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Dab Kinzer

CHAPTER XVIII
9/13

"Now I's got to fish wid fellers 'at don't know nuffin." "No, you won't.

You're going with us.

It's all fixed,--money and all." Dick would never have thought, ordinarily, of questioning a statement made by "Captain Kinzer;" but the rueful expression deepened on his face, the basket of eels dropped heavily on the grass, the tough black fingers of his hands twisted nervously together for a moment, and then he sat mournfully down beside the basket.
"It ain't no use, Dab." "No use?
Why not ?" "I ain't a w'ite boy." "What of it?
Don't you learn well enough, over at the school ?" "More dar like me.

Wot'd I do in a place whar all de res' was w'ite ?" "Well as anybody." "Wot'll my mudder say, w'en she gits de news?
You isn't a-jokin', is you, Dab Kinzer ?" "Joking?
I guess not." "You's lit onto me powerful sudden 'bout dis.

Yonder's Ford an' Frank a-comin'.


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