“You killed him, Polly Ann,” I murmured, “you?”
“Hush,” said Polly Ann.
And I slept again.
[CHAPTER II]
“The Beggars are come to Town”
“They was that destitute,” said Tom, “'twas a pity to see 'em.”
“And they be grand folks, ye say?” said Polly Ann.
“Grand folks, I reckon. And helpless as babes on the Wilderness Trail. They had two niggers—his nigger an' hers—and they was tuckered, too, fer a fact.”