? ? ? ? Of course there warn't nothing to be said but the one thing; so I says:
? ? ? ? "No; I ain't heard nobody say nothing."
? ? ? ? Then he turns to Jim, and looks him over like he never see him before; and says:
? ? ? ? "Did you sing out?"
? ? ? ? "No, sah," says Jim; "I hain't said nothing, sah."
? ? ? ? "Not a word?"
? ? ? ? "No, sah; not as I knows on."
? ? ? ? So Tom turns to the nigger, which was looking wild and distressed, and says, kind of severe:
? ? ? ? "What do you reckon's the matter with you, anyway? What made you think somebody sung out?"
? ? ? ? "Oh, it's de dad-blame' witches, sah, en I wisht I was dead, I do. Dey's awluz at it, sah, en dey do mos' kill me, dey sk'yers me so. Please to don't tell nobody 'bout it sah, er ole Mars Silas he'll scole me; 'kase he say dey ain't no witches.
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