“I hope so——”
“O, Jim, don’t talk that way.”
“I dunno as I hope so, but I don’t care; he’s an ugly darkey, an’ orter have de gold trick come ober him.”
“I don’t feel right in going off and leaving him this way, and it isn’t right.”
“Well, what you goin’ do?” asked the African, betraying some uneasiness.
“We must go back, and try and get them to let him off.”
“Dey won’t do dat.”
“How do you know they won’t?”
“I don’t tink so.”
“We can try.”