Kidnapper. Well, my brave blacks, are you come to list?
Cudjo. Eas, massa Lord, you preazee.
Kidnapper. How many are there of you?
Cudjo. Twenty-two, massa.
Kidnapper. Very well, did you all run away from your masters?
Cudjo. Eas, massa Lord, eb'ry one, me too.
Kidnapper. That's clever; they have no right to make you slaves, I wish all the Negroes wou'd do the same, I'll make 'em free—what part did you come from?
Cudjo. Disse brack man, disse one, disse one, disse one, disse one, come from Hamton, disse one, disse one, disse one, come from Nawfok, me come from Nawfok too.
Kidnapper. Very well, what was your master's name?
Cudjo. Me massa name Cunney Tomsee.