Leave-it-lay, Scawl, an’ one-eye Companyun.
Come out an’ peep at Nat bow-legged cucumbers;
Bow-legged Maybe-so fresh from de country.
Bow-legged red peppers picked off de pepper bush;
Come buy yo’ vegetables,
Early in de mawnin’.”
After the bartering was finished, Nat would take up the reins again; and as soon as the mule heard him say, “Nat’s gone,” off he would start; the dogs following with wagging tails, apparently pleased with the thought of another pilgrimage.
Susan crossed the room and picked up the hat from the floor where Nat had thrown it, and as she hung it on the rack, said to him: