"Fuss about nothin'!" said she, and closed her eyes again, and opened them in a minute more, to add, "but I think you're him, and that's my belief."
"No, I ain't miss, as you'll see, by-and-by."
"Tisn't nothin' to me, only people is so close."
The door opened, and a tall woman in black, with a black net cap on, came quietly but quickly into the room.
"You're the man?" said she, with an air of authority, fixing her eyes askance on Tom.
"Yes 'm, please."
"Well, you don't go on no account, for you'll be wanted just now."
"No, ma'am."
"Where's the box and bag you're in charge of?"
"Out here," said Tom.