FOLKS FROM DIXIE
"Yes, but a long set an' a long pocket is mighty big evidence."
"I don't keer ef it is. Wha— what's de use of argyin'? I do' want Miss Callena nohow—I do' want huh."
"You stahted de argyment; I didn't staht it. You ain't goin', is you?"
"I got to go," said Alonzo, with his hand on the door-knob; "I done ovahstayed my time now."
"Whaih you gwine to?"
"I— I— oh, I'm goin' down de street. Don' ax whaih I'm a-goin' to, Miss Marfy; it ain't good raisin."
"I unnerstan' you, 'Lonzo Taf'. I unnerstood you when you fus' come in, all rigged out in yo' fines' clothes. You did 'n' 'low to stop hyeah nohow. You gwine down to see dat teachah, dat's whaih you gwine."
"Well, s'posin' I am, s'posin' I am?"
"Well, s'posin' you is," repeated Miss Martha. "Why, go on. But I hope you won't run acrost ol' man Dunkin ag'in an' git outsot."
"I ain't afeard o' runnin' acrost ol' man Dunkin," said Alonzo, as he went out; and he smiled an inscrutable smile.
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