"Are you a Roman Catholic?" said I, talking sheerly for the want of something to do, and imagining he might have been chosen by Don Christoval because of his religion.
He shook his head, still broadly grinning, but meaning that he did not understand.
"Have you any religion?"
"Yes, sah."
"What is it?"
"I believe dat when I die I shall be seen no mo'."
"Where do you go when you die?"
"I know, sah," he answered, with a low throaty laugh.
"Where?" said I.
"Dis child," said he, touching his body, "goes dar," and he pointed down; "dat child," he continued, indicating his shadow that stretched sharply defined upon the planks, "goes up dar," and he pointed upward.