We kin git two dollahs fer her cooked, an' seems like long's she's erlive she boun' fer ter keep me chasin' 'roun' after her.

I 'clare, she jest keep the whole lot o' ouah chickens wore down to a frazzle, she traipsin 'roun' all the time, an' them a-follerin' her.

Jess like some womenfolks.
They gad 'roun' so much they kain't git no flesh ontoe 'em.

An', of co'se," she added argumentatively, "we all got to keep up the reppytation o' ouah cookin'.

I kain't ask these yer men a dollah a meal--not fer no lean ole hen wif no meat ontoe her bones--no, ma'am." Aunt Lucy spoke with professional pride and with a certain right to authority.