“It’s a lie,” he said, thickly.
After a silence Byram spoke more calmly. “Old man Elton he didn’t leave her nothin’. She done chores around an’ taught school some, down to Frog Holler. She’s that poor—nothin’ but pertaters an’ greens for to eat, an’ her a-savin’ her money for to go to one o’ them female institoots where women learn to nurse sick folks.”
“So you ’pinted her path-master to kinder he’p her along?”
“I—I kinder did.”
“She’s only a kid.”
“Only a kid. ’Bout sixteen.”
“An’ it’s against the law?”
“Kinder ’gainst it.”
The game-warden pretended to stifle a yawn.