“What sort of work do you engage in?” asked the judge.
“I does mos’ any kinds of wuck I kin find ter do dese days.”
“Now, then, Arthur, the preliminaries are settled. Tell us about this cow.”
“I don’t know much ’bout dat cow, jedge, I sho don’t.”
“Your associations with this bovine were of a pleasant nature, if not of much duration, were they not?” smiled the judge.
“Yassah, jedge, yassah.”
“Just to come right down to plain words, you stole that cow, did you not?” asked the judge sharply.
“Nossah, jedge, I can’t say dat I done stole dat cow at all.”
“Does your high regard for the truth prevent you making a statement to that effect?”
“Yassah, jedge, yassah. I sho gwine ter tell yo’ de trufe ’bout it.”