"That's mah business. Don't try t' hand me no argerment this morning. Fix me something to eat. I'm hongry."
"Didn't you have breakfast up there; but then it seems you left before breakfast? How came you back so early? I didn't look for you so soon."
"How did you know that I had been got? You are too smart nowaday's anyhow."
"Who went your bond?"
He regarded her out of impatient eyes now. He glared at her, but said: "I was eight dollars winner, and had two dollars besides."
"Um-m. So you give that to a professional bondsman."
"Hello," came a call from the outside.
"Hello," called back the Mis'. "Come in."
"Is John Moore here?" said a bad looking Negro, with a head like a monkey and no chin at all. Moore looked uneasy.
"Oh, here you are," said the other, as he spied Moore. His tone was full of contempt, and a touch of anger was mingled. "Where is my part for the stuff you disposed of?"