"At least, she has not been idle!" "Precisely!" ventured Josephine, leaning out the window.

"That is why I am coming to-night.

I understand there has been trouble down here,--that it came out of the work of our Colonization Society--" "Rather!" said Clayton grimly.
"I was back of that.

But, believe me, as I told Mr.Dunwody, I was not in the least responsible for the running off of negroes in this neighborhood.

I thought, if I should go out there and tell these other gentlemen, that they would understand." "That's mighty nice of you," ventured the Honorable William Jones.
"But if we don't git there before midnight, they'll be so full of whisky and devilment that _I_ don't think they'll listen even to you, Ma'am." "It is pretty bad, I'm afraid," said Judge Clayton.