She looked like a snake had bit her.

Her eyes fairly spit fire.

Her face got red ez blood, an' den she turned so pale I thought she war gwine to faint, but she didn't, an' I yered her say, 'I'll die fust.' I war mad 'nough to stan' on my head.

I could hab tore'd him all to pieces wen he said he'd hab her whipped." "Did he do it ?" "I don't know.

But he's mean 'nough to do enythin'.