Mis' Carney asked me to spend Friday to Monday with her, and then she would take me over to the school.
"Have I got to see your husband?" I says to her, direct.
Her husband was in Europe, so that was how she could ask me. And Friday afternoon she come for me.
"We can take your trunk in the car, if it's a small one," she says.
"I ain't even got a satchel," I told her. "My other dress and things are in this here."
Mis' Bingy was hanging over the bannister post, and the landlady with her.
"Don't you go and forget me, Cossy," says Mis' Bingy, crying.
The landlady used her face all the time like a strong light was in her eyes.
"She'll forget you, all right," she says. "I got two daughters somewheres that I never hear a word out of. Best say good-by and leave it go at that."