Morey whirled about to retort angrily that the “quarter” episode was closed. But, instead of reprimanding his colored servitor, he paused with mouth wide open. Amos’ big black hand was stretched out towards him. In it were six nickels.
“Dat two bits?” inquired Amos, in doubt.
“Where did you get that?” asked Morey, recovering from his surprise.
“I’s got money, I has. Dar’s yo’ two bits yo’ fussin’ ’bout.”
“Have you any more?” asked the white boy, eagerly.
“I’s got mah banjo money. I been savin’ fo’ to git a banjo fo’ two berry-pickin’s.”
“How much?”
Amos shook his head.
“Ah been too busy to ezackly count it.”