She went into the kitchen and prepared Edna's breakfast, while I crept up-stairs and listened to hear in case she telephoned. As soon as Leah went up with the breakfast tray, I went down again and walked into the kitchen.
"King," I said, looking square at the Chinaman, "to-day I'm going to drive the devil out of Miss Fielding. You sabbee?"
He grinned very good-naturedly. "Yep, I sabbee," he answered, paring his potatoes calmly.
"Maybe I make heap noise. You sabbee?"
"Yep, I sabbee!" again.
"You no mind me, King? You not be frightened?"
He laughed and said: "Aw, no! I no care. Maybe I come help. I sabbee debbil all light!"
"No, I won't need your help, King. I can do it alone, I think. All I want, you stay here, and not be frightened."
"Aw, I no flighten'. What's a-matter? You no think so?"
"Well, you don't know anything about it. Sabbee? You must keep quiet, sure."