Yo' buy hair, buy knife, mebbyso me no tell me seeum Good Injun.

Me tell, Good Injun go for jail; mebbyso killum rope." She made a horrible gesture of hanging by the neck.
Afterward she grinned still more horribly.

"Ketchum plenty mo' dolla, me no tell, mebbyso." Miss Georgie felt blindly for her chair, and when she touched it she backed and sank into it rather heavily.

She looked white and sick, and Hagar eyed her gloatingly.
"Yo' no like for Good Injun be killum rope," she chuckled.

"Yo' all time thinkum heap bueno.