"Suppose I should take all four of you along, as though you were my slaves----"
"De time bein'," Euonymus alertly slipped in.
"Certainly, that's all. How would that do?"
"Oh, mist'ess! kin you work dat miracle?"
"I can do it if it suits you."
"Lawd, it suit' us! Dey couldn't be noth'n' mo' rep'ehensible!"
Robelia vanished. Euonymus gazed into my eyes.
[Had my disguise failed?] "What is it, boy?"
"May I ax you a question, mi'ss?"
"You may ask if you won't tell."