"Isham," he began, "I want you to tell me if you have any notion or idea----" "Mahs' Junius," exclaimed the old negro, "scuse me fur int'ruptin', but I can't help it.

Don' you go, an ax an ole man like me if I tinks dat ole miss went away cos you was comin' an' if it's my true b'lief dat she'll neber come back while you is h'yar.

Don' ask me nuffin like dat, Mahs' Junius.

Ise libed in dis place all my bawn days, an' I ain't neber done nuffin to you, Mahs' Junius, 'cept keepin' you from breakin' you neck when you was too little to know better.

I neber 'jected to you marryin' any lady you like bes', an' 'tain't f'ar Mahs' Junius, now Ise ole an' gittin' on de careen, fur you to ax me wot I tinks about ole miss gwine away an' comin' back.