At her first opportunity Lize accosted him:—
"Look a-hyeah, Brothah Simon, whut's dis I been hyeahin' 'bout you, huh?"
"Well, sis' Lize, I reckon you'll have to tell me dat yo' se'f, 'case I do' know. Whut you been hyeahin'?"
"Brothah Simon, you's a ol' man, you's ol'."
"Well, sis' Lize, dah was Methusalem."
"I ain' jokin', Brothah Simon, I ain' jokin', I's a talkin' right straightfo'wa'd. Yo' conduc' don' look right. Hit ain' becomin' to you as de shepherd of a flock."
"But whut I been doin', sistah, whut I been doin'?"
"You know."
"I reckon I do, but I wan' see whethah you does er not."
"You been gwine ovah to de wes' plantation, dat's whut you been doin'. You can' 'ny dat, you's been seed!"