"No, these things that I take off, your wife and Robelia may divide between them."
I started away but Luke lifted a hand. I thought he was going to claim every dud for Robelia. Not so.
"We all thanks you mighty much, madam, but in fac', ef de trufe got to be tol'----"
"It hasn't got to be told me, Luke, if I----"
"Oh, no, madam, o' co'se. I 'uz on'y gwine say--a-concernin' Euonymus----"
I hurried off while the wife chided her good man: "Why don't you dess hide all dem thing' in yo' heart like dey used to do when d' angel 'pear' unto dem?"
Alone with Euonymus, as I whipped off my feminine garb and whirled into the other, I began to say that however suddenly I might leave the fugitives they must rest assured that I was not deserting them. To which----
"Oh, my Lawd," Euonymus replied, "us know dat!"
We reached the pike again. "Rebecca, dismount. Hand me your bridle. Luke, for you-all's better safety I'm going back and return these horses. We may not see one another again----"
"Oh, Lawdy, Lawdy!" moaned Rebecca.