'He will blame me for this.' One person only was quite silent, and that was Aunt Chloe.

She went on, making the breakfast as if she heard and saw nothing of the excitement round her.
All the little black boys belonging to the house thought it was fine fun.

Very soon, about a dozen young imps were roosting, like so many crows, on the railings, waiting for Haley to come.

They wanted to see how angry he would be, when he heard the news.
And he was dreadfully angry.

The little nigger boys thought it was grand.