"Feelin' pretty good 's mawnin', is you?
There, there!" Dr.Bell, however, paid little attention to his attendant, but gazed steadily at me with an evil look.
"Does he always do like that ?" I asked the Domestic Sister.
"I never saw him do it before," she said.
"Maybe he doesn't admire the cut of your riding breeches," suggested my companion.
"Oh, no, suh," protested the groom.

"It 's jes' his li'l way tryin' t' tell you he likes de ladies t' ride him better 'n he likes de gemmen." "He means he doesn't want me to ride him ?" "Yassuh, da 's jes' his li'l idee 't he 's got _now_.

He be all right once you in de saddle." "But how am I to get in the saddle if he keeps doing that ?" "I hold 'im all right," said the groom.

"You jes' get on 'im, suh.

He soon find out who 's boss." "I think he will," said my heartless companion.
"Nevvah you feah, suh," the man said to me.