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31160	Harris, Joel Chandler	Free Joe and Other Georgian Sketches			.txt	text/plain	59266	4950	90	dar wuz little Dan, en it look like ter me dat his ribs done grow "Why, Jack," said Compton, his little eyes glistening, "I'm not such a "I been layin' off ter go see my young mistiss dis long time," said Aunt don't look like I'm mighty strong, does I, suh?" said Aunt Fountain, look dat away dee wuz cert'n'y mighty like we-all. ain' know 'im, suh, but dat ar w'ite man, he got mo' ways ter work, en It got so, suh, dat me en my ole man ain' have ter long, suh, 'fo' we all knowd dat Marse Fess wuz gwine marry Miss Lady. "I heard of Miss Babe last night," said Chichester, "and I've got a "I heard the little negro boy talking of Miss Hallie," said Helen. Instead of looking in Helen's direction, Mrs. Stucky fixed her eyes on the face of the young man and held them there;	./cache/31160.txt	./txt/31160.txt