"Then you mus' 'a' made you'se'f mighty skimpish, 'cause I ain't seen you!"
"Nobody saw me. I wasn't in the house," said Florence, "I was out in front."
"Whurbouts 'out in front'?"
"Well, I was sitting on the ground, up against the latticework of the front porch."
"Whut fur?"
"Well, it was dark," said Florence. "I just kind of wanted to see what might be going on."
"An' you hear all whut you' grampaw take on about an' ev'ything?"
"I should say so! You could of heard him lots farther than where I was."
"Lan' o' misery!" Kitty Silver cried. "If you done hear him whur you was, thishere li'l Dills mus' a-hear him mighty plain?"
"He did. How could he help it? He heard every word, and pretty soon he came down off the porch and stood a minute; then he went on out the gate, and I don't know whether he went home or not, because it was too dark to see. But he didn't come back."