“But I knowed it war you. How is you gettin’ ’long?”
“I’m all right, but where is your mistress?”
“Downsta’rs tending to tings.”
“But––but do you know there’s an Indian in the house?”
“I reckons so; we didn’t know it at fust, but we found it out putty soon after he arrove; why didn’t you told us?”
“I tried to do so, but was afraid you wouldn’t hear my voice.”
“We heerd you say somefin, but couldn’t quite make out what it was.”
“But what of the Indian?” asked the captain, who was now at the scuttle with his hand on the door.
“He am all right; and if you don’t t’ink so, jes’ come down and see for you’self.”