She can't do it.

An' de las' time I hear ob her, she alibe yit, jes' de same as eber.

An' dar was Mahs' John Keswick.

She cunjer him coz he rode de gray colt to de Coht House when she done tole him to let dat gray colt alone, coz 'twarnt hisen but hern, an' he go shoot hese'f dead by de gate pos'.

You's got to go fru by dat pos' when you go inter de gate." "Dat same pos'!" cried Peggy.
"Yaas," said Aunt Judy, "dat same one.