There's a nigger in the woodpile somewheres; I wish I could smoke the critter out.
What's Emily say about his goin' ?" "She don't say anything.

She won't talk about him at all, and she won't let me mention his name.

The poor girl looks as if she'd had a hard night of it, but she looks, too, as if her mind was made up so fur's he was concerned." Captain Obed pulled at his beard.
"She didn't give him much of a chance last evenin', seemed to me," he said.

"If she'd only come back when he called after her that time, I cal'late he was goin' to say somethin'; but she didn't come.

Wouldn't answer him at all." "Did he call after her?
I didn't hear him and I don't think she did.
When she slammed out of that livin'-room she went right up the back stairs to her bedroom and I chased after her.