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"Yes, yes! Go on, Judy!"
"You see, ma'm, I done remembered the name of the bank an' where hit was
an' Mr. Ward's name an' all, on 'count of that there money letter what
you done sent 'em an' us bein' so worried 'bout hit never gittin' there
an' all that. An' pap, he knows er man over in Gardner what's on the
railroad, you see, what'll let him have money enough for the trip,--a
licker-man, he is,--an' pap's aimin' ter make hit over ter Gardner ter
git the money in time ter ketch that there early mornin' train. Hit's a
right smart way over the mountains, but I reckon's how pap'll make
hit. Soon's pap left, I got ter thinkin' what I'd done, an' the more
I studied 'bout hit,--'bout Mr. Burns a-havin' ter go ter prison, an'
'bout you-all a-carin' for him the way you does, an' 'bout how happy you
was over his book, an'--an'--how good you'd been ter me,--the sorrier
I got, 'til I just couldn't stand a-thinkin' 'bout hit no longer;
an'--an'--so I come fast as I could ter tell you. I 'lowed you'd make
out ter fix hit some way so--Mr. Burns won't have ter go ter prison.
Couldn't you-all send--send a telegraph ter the bank man, er somethin'?
I'd git it inter Thompsonville for you, ma'm; an' Mr. Burns, he needn't
never know nothin' 'bout hit."
Auntie Sue was dressing when Judy finished speaking. With a physical
strength that had its source in her indomitable spirit, she moved about
the room making the preparations necessary to her plan, and as she
worked she talked to the girl.
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