If you tell her that, she'll go an' make me the biggest corn-pone anybody ever seed, an' she'll put pizen into it.

Oh, it'd never do to say anythin' like that to Molly Tooney, if she's got me to feed.

Jes' let me tell you, Miss Miriam, don't you say nothin' to Molly Tooney 'bout me.

I never could sleep at night if I thought she was stirrin' up pizen in my vittles.

But I tell you, Miss Miriam, if you was to say Molly, that you an' Mr.Haverley liked corn-cakes an' was always used to 'em before you come here, an' that they 'greed with you, then in course she'd make 'em, an' there'd be a lot left over for me, for I don't 'spect you all could eat the corn-bread she'd make, but I'd eat it, bein' so powerful hungry for corn-meal." "Mike," said Miriam, "you shall have corn-bread, but that is all nonsense about Molly.