"That is the servant," said Randy, pointing to the person in the hammock. "And see, she has some papers in her hands!"
"Step behind the wellhouse," said Mr. Bartlett, and this both of them quickly did.
"Well, go ahead and read the papers, Mamie," said the woman on the bench.
"Ain't no use, Sarah, I can't make head nor tail of 'em," answered Mamie Jackson.
"What do you suppose makes 'em so valuable?"
"I don't know. But I do know the Bangses don't want that Mr. Bartlett to get hold of 'em."
"I think you made a good bargain with the Bangses—that is, if they pay up."
"I'll make 'em pay. Oh, Mrs. Bangs was scart, I could see it." Mamie Jackson laughed shrilly. "And to think she was going to discharge me!"
"Well, I guess you gave her a piece of your mind."
"So I did. She is too stuck-up to live," went on the former servant girl. "When I get my money I'm going to have a fine dress too—and I'll buy you one, Sarah."