? ? ? ? "Don't you reckon I know what I'm about? Don't I generly know what I'm about?"
? ? ? ? "Yes."
? ? ? ? "Didn't I say I was going to help steal the nigger?"
? ? ? ? "Yes."
? ? ? ? "Well then."
? ? ? ? That's all he said, and that's all I said. It warn't no use to say any more; because when he said he'd do a thing, he always done it. But I couldn't make out how he was willing to go into this thing; so I just let it go, and never bothered no more about it. If he was bound to have it so, I couldn't help it.
? ? ? ? When we got home, the house was all dark and still; so we went on down to the hut by the ash-hopper, for to examine it. We went through the yard, so as to see what the hounds would do. They knowed us, and didn't make no more noise than country dogs is always doing when anything comes by in the night.
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