“Now, little girl, what is your name?”
“Darrell.”
“Darrell, do you know the nature of an oath?”
“Eh?” questioned Flo.
“Do you know who God is? You have got to take a solemn oath to God that you will speak nothing but the truth while you stand there.”
“Yes,” said Flo, “I’ll on’y speak the truth.”
“Do you know about God?”
“Mother used to say ‘God ’elp me.’ I don’t know nothink else—’cept ’bout Heve,” she added after another pause.
“What do you know about Eve?”
“She wor the first thief, she wor. She prigged the apple off God’s tree.”