“Well it is far, Pete; it is from Good Children Street.”
“Oh, Miss Pauline, I can’t do dat dar ter-night. My mules is too tired for dat.”
Madame stood still and thought for a moment.
“See here, Pete,” she said at length in a tone of decision; “I want you to remember that you belonged to our family once, and I want you to listen to me, and do what I tell you. You’re to ask no questions, nor answer none; mind that! You’re to keep your tongue still. Take your mules out now, and give them a good feed, and let them rest awhile. Then be at my house by ten this evening. That will be soon enough, for I’ve got to pack. If you’ll move me quietly, and without any fuss, I’ll give you ten dollars for the load.”
“Ten dollars, Miss Pauline?” and the old darky grinned. “Bress yer, miss, I is a mind ter try it—but it’s a mighty long road!”
MADAME JOZAIN BARGAINS FOR HER MOVING
“You’ve got plenty of time; you needn’t hurry. Bring a man to help, and leave your wagon in the side street. I want the things taken out the back way, and no noise. Mind what I say, no noise.”
“All right, Miss Pauline, I’ll be dar shore. An’ yer’ll gib me ten dollars?”
“Yes, ten dollars,” replied madame, as she limped away to take the street-car.