But Tom thought of something, and says: "You got any spiders in here, Jim ?" "No, sah, thanks to goodness I hain't, Mars Tom." "All right, we'll get you some." "But bless you, honey, I doan' WANT none.

I's afeard un um.

I jis' 's soon have rattlesnakes aroun'." Tom thought a minute or two, and says: "It's a good idea.

And I reckon it's been done.

It MUST a been done; it stands to reason.