You see, there's an order from the Fayetteville co't fo' me to give him up to this man Bladen." "But Uncle Bob says--" began Hannibal, who considered his Uncle Bob's remarks on this point worth quoting.
"Never mind what yo' Uncle Bob said," interrupted Yancy hastily.
"Oh, Mr.Yancy, you are not going to surrender him--no matter what the court says!" cried Betty.

The expression on Yancy's face was so grim and determined on the instant with the latent fire that was in him flashing from his eyes that she added quickly, "You know the law is for you as well as for Mr.Bladen!" "I reckon I won't bother the law none," responded Yancy briefly.

"Me and my nevvy will go back to Scratch Hill and there won't be no trouble so long as they leave us be.

But them Fayetteville folks want to keep away--" The fierce light slowly died out of his eyes.

"It'll be all right, ma'am, and it's mighty good and kind of you fo' to feel the way you do.