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Rh [Turning at ] Reckon you-all bettah be home, Marse Cunnel, an' quit wo'kin' fo' to-night.

I'm out, Zekiel, I'm out.

[Without.] What! Still out? I'll come in, Uncle, and wait!

Rh

[As  stumps in.] So he'p me, Gen'al, 'tain' no good yo' waitin'.

[Who has gotten up as soon as he heard voice.] Why, father, I've been expecting you for hours.

Well, I called on you hours ago. [To .] You black nigger, you, I don't believe he's been out at all!

[Down  of .] Why, he say he were out, and I done think he were.