? ? ? ? I had considerable money, so I give him ten cents, but begged him to spend it for something to eat, and give me some, because it was all the money I had, and I hadn't had nothing to eat since yesterday. The next minute he whirls on me and says:
? ? ? ? "Do you reckon that nigger would blow on us? We'd skin him if he done that!"
? ? ? ? "How can he blow? Hain't he run off.?"
? ? ? ? "No! That old fool sold him, and never divided with me, and the money's gone."
? ? ? ? "Sold him?" I says, and begun to cry; "why, he was my nigger, and that was my money. Where is he?- I want my nigger."
? ? ? ? "Well, you can't get your nigger, that's all- so dry up your blubbering. Looky here- do you think you'd venture to blow on us? Blamed if I think I'd trust you. Why, if you was to blow on us-"
? ? ? ? He stopped, but I never see the duke look so ugly out of his eyes before. I went on a-whimpering, and says:
? ? ? ? "I don't want to blow on nobody; and I ain't got no time to blow, nohow.
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