"You mustn't cry.

What are you cryin' about me for?
We know, you and me, who's been lookin' out for us and keepin' us on the course all these years.

We ain't got anything to cry for.

You just keep on bein' a 'good girl, Gracie, and goin' to the right church and--I s'pose Ezekiel'll lead in meetin' now," he added.

"I do wish he was a stronger man." The doctor, whose fingers had been upon the old man's wrist, looked up at Nat significantly.
"There, dad," said the latter, "don't you worry about Zeke Bassett, nor anything else.