“Me no sabe—no eat him dish yet.”
“You old scoundrel, it’s ’long pig’:” and again he rushed with exceeding swiftness to look at the prospect out of the window.
When he had recovered, he took his hat and stick sorrowfully, and staggered down the steps. Just as he was stepping into the boat, one of Oko Jumbo’s slaves came running up with the identical black dish that had been the cause of all this woe. The enraged legislator brandished his stick and said:—
“What do you want? What do you mean by bringing that here?”
“Master said he thought you wanted it.”
“No, I don’t—take it out of my sight.”
Just as the boy was going he thought he might as well add a little to his stock of information, and added:—
“I suppose that’s one of Ja Ja’s babies, eh?”
“Which, Master?”