The woman heard the call, and going back quickly to her seat by the fire, threw her apron over her head.
“Abram!” was the next call; then, “Aggie!”
She sat quite still, and the master, running up the kitchen steps and coming in at the door, found her so.
“Aggie!”
“Yes, suh.”
“Why didn't you answer me?”
The veiled figure rocked a little from side to side.
“What the mischief is the matter?” walking up to the woman and pulling the apron from over her face. “Where is your Miss Nellie?”
“I dun'no', suh; but yo' supper is ready, Mass Johnnie.”
“Has your mistress driven anywhere?”