"Yes! You see, it was like this. Orlean sold her farm."
"Gave it away."
"Quite likely."
"It was so. Why I understand that Baptiste had paid over thirty-five hundred dollars into it, and that the place was supposed to be worth about forty dollars an acre, with one hundred sixty acres bringing the sum of sixty-four hundred dollars. That insurance companies would lend two thousand five hundred dollars on the place if she had proved up on the same as other people were doing and had done, and secured a patent."
"Isn't that a shame!"
"Nigga's!"
"Negroes proper!"
"Well, what did they say?"
"Oh, yes! Orlean sold her farm some time ago."
"For three hundred dollars."