"Is dat reason
enough for you? You better take me in de notion, old man, I tell
you,--yes!"
Charlie never winced; but how his answer delighted the Colonel! Quoth
Charlie:
"I don't care--I take him!--_mais_, possession give right off."
"Not the whole plantation, Charlie; only"--
"I don't care," said Charlie; "we easy can fix dat _Mais_, what for you
don't want to keep him? I don't want him. You better keep him."
"Don't you try to make no fool of me, old man," cried the planter.
"Oh, no!" said the other. "Oh, no! but you make a fool of yourself,
ain't it?"
The dumbfounded Colonel stared; Charlie went on:
"Yass! Belles Demoiselles is more wort' dan tree block like dis one. I
pass by dare since two weeks. Oh, pritty Belles Demoiselles! De cane was
wave in de wind, de garden smell like a bouquet, de white-cap was jump
up and down on de river; seven _belles demoiselles_ was ridin' on
horses. 'Pritty, pritty, pritty!' says old Charlie. Ah! _Monsieur le
Pere_, 'ow 'appy, 'appy, 'appy!"
"Yass!" he continued--the Colonel still staring--"le Compte De Charleu
have two familie.
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