Norton retraced a step:
"Yes, from to-night I'm the master of my house and myself!"
Andy looked at the tray and then at Norton:
"Well, sah, yer ain't got no objections to me pizinin' mysef, is ye?"
The master surveyed the grinning servant, glanced at the tray, smiled and said:
"No—you'll do it anyhow, so go as far as you like!"
"Yassah!" the negro laughed as Norton turned again. "An' please, sah, won't yer gimme jes a little advice befo' you go?"
Norton turned a puzzled face on the grinning black one:
"Advice?"
"Yassah. What I wants ter know, major, is dis. Sposen, sah, dat a gemman got ter take his choice twixt marryin' er lady dat's forcin' herself on 'im, er kill hissef?"