She didn't feel quite right inside." "I shouldn't keer so much," she added, "ef I'd caught that aggravatin' boy.

I'd go fifty miles to see him hung.

He'll die on the gallows, jest as sure's I stan' here." At this moment a shrill cry was heard, which could proceed from no one but Pomp.
"Golly, Mass' Jack, don't hit so hard.

Couldn't help it, sure." "You'll have to help it the next time, you little rascal!" responded Ajax.
"Le' me go.

I hope to be killed if I ever do it ag'in," pleaded Pomp, dancing about in pain.
"I hope you gin it to him," said the old lady, as the driver reappeared.
Ajax smiled grimly.