“Othello was a nigger,” I said. “Besides, I’m not jealous. I’m just so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.”
“Will you be a good boy and be nice to Ferguson?”
“I’m always nice to Ferguson unless she curses me.”
“Be nice to her. Think how much we have and she hasn’t anything.”
“I don’t think she wants what we have.”
“You don’t know much, darling, for such a wise boy.”
“I’ll be nice to her.”
“I know you will. You’re so sweet.”
“She won’t stay afterward, will she?”
“No. I’ll get rid of her.”