"Us full sisteh an' brotheh--in a manneh."
"Umh'm. Could you drive my coach, Euonymus?"
"What, me, mist'ess? Why, eh, o' co'se I kin drive some, but--" The soft, honest eyes, seeking Robelia's, betrayed a mental conflict. I guessed there were more than two runaways, and that Euonymus was debating whether for Robelia's sake to go with me and leave the others behind, or not.
"You kin drive de coach," blurted the one-ideaed Robelia. "You knows you kin."
"No, mi'ss, takin' all roads as dey come I ain't no ways fitt'n'; no'm."
"Well, daddy's fitt'n'!" said the sun-bonnet.
Euonymus flinched, yet smilingly said:
"Yass, da's so, but I ain't daddy, no mo'n you is."
"Well, us kin go fetch him--in th'ee shakes."
Euonymus flinched again, yet showed generalship. "Yass'm, us kin go ax daddy."