"If de Lawd's willin' an' I lives to see him again, seño'."
Strawbridge was faintly amused at such piety.
"I don't suppose the Lord will object to your delivering this note," he said.
"No, seño'," agreed the black man, solemnly, and Strawbridge placed the folded paper in the numskull's hands.
The creature took it, looked blankly at the address, then unfolded it and with the same emptiness of gaze fixed his eyes on the message.
"It goes to General Fombombo," explained Strawbridge.
"Gen'l Fombombo," repeated the negro, as if he were memorizing an unknown name.
"Yes, and inside it says that ... er ... ah ... it says that I am an honest man."
"A honest man."
"Yes, that's what it says."