"I told him I'd feed him the moment he signs that check."
"An' he gwine ter do it, hey?"
"I'm going to tackle him once more. I'm sure he will obey now. You see, there's a balance of $75,000 in Dalton's bank, in ready cash. It can't be drawn without a check, and I'm bound to get such a check. Once I have the money I'll let him go."
"Whar yo' go den?"
"England."
"An' take me?"
"So I promised you."
"De quicker yo' settle dat business, de better."
"Yes. It's too dangerous to remain around here much longer."
"Let's go and hab a look at de ole fellow now?"