Brutus took advantage of his opportunity to creep over to another woman, who also petted him, and who the boys afterwards learned was his aunt, a washerwoman of the town.
"Dat boy he ain't like de rest of de kids, I wants yuh to know, Marse Morgan," she was saying, eagerly.

"All de boys 'round heah dey spends dere time aplayin' in de street, or agittin' into trouble.

My Brutus he's different.

Jest yuh come wif me an' see how he done play all by hisself.

I'd like yuh to know he ain't a wuthless little rascal, dat chile." Hugh seemed about to beg Sarah to let them off, but Thad, for some reason, perhaps just through mere curiosity, hastened to say: "Come on, let's take a peek, Hugh.