"I says, 'Does she encourage any of 'em?'

"He says, 'Nope, she don't. Ain't I been tellin' you she's
givin' her mind to keepin' house fo' her pore old father?'

"I says, 'If she don't encourage 'em none, she shore must
disencourage 'em. I 'low she gets my help in that.'

"He says, 'They'll run you so far into the mountings, Mr.
Cavendish, you'll never be heard tell of again in these parts.'

"I says, 'I'll bust the heads offen these here galoots if they
try that!'

"He asks, grinnin', 'Have you arranged how yo' remains are to be
sent back to yo' folks?'

"I says, 'I'm an orphan man of title, a peer of England, and you
can leave me lay if it cones to that.'

"'Well,'. he says, 'if them's yo' wishes, the buzzards as good
as got you."' Cavendish lapsed into a momentary silence. It was
plain that these were cherished memories.

"That's what I call co'tin!" remarked Mr. Yancy, with conviction.

The Earl of Lambeth resumed

"It was as bad as old man Rhett said it was. Sundays his do'yard