"I don't know, Nick; I haven't left them at all."
"What did you come here for, then?"
"What did you?"
"I declare! I came to have the better chance, me and Miss Gunn; I thought where nobody was, I'd have it all to myself. I'll engage you are disappointed to find us—now, ain't you?"
"The field is big enough, cousin Nick."
"Don't know about that. What is become of your fine people?"
"I haven't any fine people."
"What's become o' them you had, then? You brought 'em here; have you deserted 'em?"
"I came to do work, Nick; and I'm doing it."
"What did they come for? have you any guess? 'Tain't likely they come to pick blackberries."