? ? ? ? I had got so uneasy I couldn't set still. I had to do something with my hands; so I took up a needle off of the table and went to threading it. My hands shook, and I was making a bad job of it. When the woman stopped talking, I looked up, and she was looking at me pretty curious, and smiling a little. I put down the needle and thread and let on to be interested- and I was, too- and says:
? ? ? ? "Three hundred dollars is a power of money. I wish my mother could get it. Is your husband going over there to-night?"
? ? ? ? "Oh, yes. He went up town with the man I was telling you of, to get a boat and see if they could borrow another gun. They'll go over after midnight."
? ? ? ? "Couldn't they see better if they was to wait till daytime?"
? ? ? ? "Yes. And couldn't the nigger see better, too? After midnight he'll likely be asleep, and they can slip around through the woods and hunt up his camp fire all the better for the dark, if he's got one.
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