"'No,' says Cora, looking very stubborn; 'I want these. It's no more than fair.'
"'Cora!' cried Babylon, with fire in her eyes.
"'Why not?' says Cora. 'You have promised over and over again to provide for me when you had the means. Here is something sure.'
"'Cora, this is too impudent!'
"'Why? Is it wrong for sisters to share each other's good fortune, especially when one has done as much to earn it as the other?'
"Babylon doubled up her white fist, and looked a whole thunder-gust from under her bent eyebrows.
"'Sisters! How dare you?'
"'Because I am your sister.'
"'You! whose mother was a black slave!'
"'And my father your father! What can you say against him?'