“No; that will never do; we cannot murder him.”
“Let me come de gold trick ober him.”
“I haven’t learned what that is.”
“Jes’ come back where he am, an’ I’ll soon larn you.”
Inwood was apprehensive that the “gold trick,” so often referred to by his sable friend, meant something cruel, and he concluded it safer to restrain him.
“Never mind about it now, Jim; I have a plan of my own.”
“What’s dat?”
“Let him go.”
“You don’t mean dat?”