I have no goods here to give you in trade." "All right," said Alexander imperturbably.

"I go to Moultrie to get goods." "You, too," said Ambrose.

"I can't import you all." "I got go Moultrie, me," said Alexander.

"I got trouble wit' Gaviller.
He starve me and my children.

They sick." "Starve you!" "Gaviller say give no more debt till I bring him my black fox," Alexander went on apathetically.