Bricks Without Straw by Albion Winegar Tourgée
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"Where's that?"
"Oh, right down h'yer on Hyco, sah." "In this county?" "Oh, bless yer, yes, Mister, should tink hit was. Hit's not above five or six miles out from h'yer." "How old are you?" "Wal, now, I don't know dat, not edzactly." "How old do you think--twenty-one?" "Oh, la, yes; more nor dat, Cap'." "Born where?" "Right h'yer in Horsford, sah." "What is your name?" "Nimbus." "Nimbus what?" asked the officer, looking up. "Nimbus nothin', sah; jes' straight along Nimbus." "Well, but--" said the officer, looking puzzled, "you must have |
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