"Nobum!" he laughed.
"Keep it shut!" she replied contemptuously as she again moved toward the door.
"Yassam—yassam—but ain't yer got nuttin' mo' dan dat ter say ter me?"
He asked this question with a rising inflection that might mean a threat.
The woman walked back to him:
"Prove your love by a year's silence——"
"De Lawd er mussy!" Andy gasped. "A whole year?"
"Am I not worth waiting for?" she asked with a smile.
"Yassam—yassam," he replied slowly, "Jacob he wait seben years an' den, by golly, de ole man cheat him outen his gal! But ef yer say so, I'se er-waitin', honey——"
Andy placated, her mind returned in a flash to the fear that haunted her: