You kin play a fiddle to make it worth a lot--you." The Romany handed back the instrument.

"It's got something inside it that makes it better than it is.

It's not a good fiddle, but it has something--ah, man alive, it has something!" It was as though he was talking to himself.
Berry made a quick, eager gesture.

"It's got the cotton-fields and the slave days in it.

It's got the whip and the stocks in it; it's got the cry of the old man that'd never see his children ag'in.