Tom assumed a judicial attitude, folded his arms and asked:
"Well, who's the other one?—who's your true love?"
Andy put his hand over his mouth to suppress a snicker:
"Now dat's whar I kinder hesitates, sah. I bin er beatin' de debbil roun' de stump fur de pas' week tryin' ter screw up my courage ter ax ye ter help me. But Mister Tom, you gettin' so big an' dignified I kinder skeered. You got ter puttin' on more airs dan de major——"
"Ah, who is she?" the boy asked brusquely.
Andy glanced at him out of the corners of his rolling eyes:
"Yer ain't gwine laugh at me—is yer?"
With an effort Tom kept his face straight:
"No, I may be just as big a fool some day myself—who is she?"
Andy stepped close and whispered: