She'd as soon have a toad touch her.

There can't nobody love niggers, and niggers can't do nothin'.

I don't care,' and Topsy began whistling to show that she didn't.
'Oh, Topsy! I love you,' said Eva, laying her little, thin hand on Topsy's shoulder.

'I love you, because you haven't had any mother, or father, or friends; because you have been a poor, ill-used child.

I love you, and I want you to be good.