But she ain't sick, jes' griebin' herse'f to death.

Ain't yer gwineter stop and see 'er?
May be I kin git ye in de back way." "Not now--not here.

Bring her to Uncle George's house to-morrow about noon, and I will be there.

Tell her how I look, but don't tell her what my father has done.

And now tell me about Miss Kate--how long since you saw her?
Is she married ?" Again the colonel's voice was heard; this time much nearer--within hailing distance.