"See me! see me! He gives a big party, Aunt Braner tole me. A judge is dar from Prencess Anne, an' liquor a-plenty. See me! see me!"
"The white people absolutely gone from Cowgill House?"
"See me! It's nigh half a mile outen de town. Dar's forty tousand dollars, if dar's a cent, at dat festibal: gals more'n half white, men dat can read an' preach: de cream of Kent County. See me! see me!"
"And not a suspicion of our coming?"
"See me! O see me!" hoarsely said the negro; "innercent as de unborn. To-night's deir las' night!"
Levin trembled as these merciless words reached his ears, but Owen Daw seemed to forget his affront at the tidings, and chuckled to Levin as they trotted away:
"Bet you I git a better nigger nor you!"
"Oh, shame, Owen Daw! Your mother was saved to-day from bein' turned out of doors by my pity. Think of robbin' these niggers of their freedom! What have they done?"
"Been niggers!" exclaimed Owen Daw. "That's enough!"
"What will you do, Owen, to help your poor mother?"