I hope I ain't so much of a stranger you've got to stand on ceremony.

Go on, and find out what the old buck wants; he's got something on his mind, that's sure.

Been stealing fruit, maybe, and wants to square himself before you catch him at it." He laughed his laziest, and began leisurely to fill his pipe.
Peppajee led the way to the stable, where he stopped short and faced Peaceful, his arms folded, one foot thrust forward in the pose he affected when about to speak of matters important.
"Long time ago, when yo' hair black," he began deliberately, with a sonorous lingering upon his vowels, "yo' all time my frien'.

I yo' frien' all same.

Yo' no likum otha white man.