"Well, Johanna," said Garnet, driving, "had a good time?"
"Yass, seh."
"What's made Miss Barb so quiet all day; doesn't she like our friend?"
The answer was a bashful drawl—"I reckon she like him tol'able, seh."
"If you think Miss Barb would be pleased you can change to this seat beside me, Johanna." The master drew rein and she made the change. He spoke again. "You saw me, just now, talking with Cornelius, didn't you?"
"Yass, seh."
"His wife's dead, at last."
No answer.
"Johanna," he turned a playful eye, "what makes you so hard on Cornelius!"
She replied with a white glance of alarm and turned away. He would have pressed the subject but she murmured,