I believe in preachers havin' a little of the flesh and the devil; they can sympathize better with the rest of ye." The sarcasm was lost on Bacon, who continued to look at him.

Suddenly he said, as if with an involuntary determination: "Where ye go'n' to stay t'night ?" "I don' know; do you ?" was the quick reply.
"I reckon ye can hang out with me, 'f ye feel like ut.

We ain't very purty, ol' woman an' me, but we eat.

You go along down the road and tell 'er I sent yeh.

Y'll find an' ol' dusty Bible round some'rs--I s'pose ye spend y'r spare time read'n about Joshua an' Dan'l"---- "I spend more time reading men.