Yo' all time eatum my grub, yo' no givum me money, no givum hoss, no givum notting.

Me damn' mad all time yo'.

Yo' go damn' quick!'" Peppajee held out his cup for more tea.
"Me tellum my brother," he finished sonorously, his black eyes sweeping lightly the faces of his audience, "yo' no come back, yo'-- " Evadna caught her breath, as if someone had dashed cold water in her face.

Never before in her life had she heard the epithet unprintable, and she stared fixedly at the old-fashioned, silver castor which always stood in the exact center of the table.
Old Peaceful Hart cleared his throat, glanced furtively at Phoebe, and drew his hand down over his white beard.

The boys puffed their cheeks with the laughter they would, if possible, restrain, and eyed Evadna's set face aslant.