"I's got money enough an' I's a-goin' Nawth next week. You kin stay down hyeah an' be a slave ef you want to, but I's a-goin' Nawth."
"Even ef I wanted to go Nawth you know I ain' half paid out yit."
"Well, I can't he'p it. I can't spen' all de bes' pa't o' my life down hyeah where dey ain' no 'vantages."
"I reckon dey's 'vantages everywhah fu' anybody dat wants to wu'k."
"Yes, but what kin' o' wages does yo' git? Why, de Johnsons say dey had a lettah f'om Miss Smiff an' dey's gettin' 'long fine in de Nawth."
"De Johnsons ain' gwine?"
"Si Johnson is—"
Then the woman stopped suddenly.
"Oh, hit's Si Johnson? Huh!"
"He ain' goin' wid me. He's jes' goin' to see dat I git sta'ted right aftah I git thaih."