"Did you speak?"
"I said 'Well?'. I suppose that's speakin'?"
"'Well?' Well what?"
"Oh, nothin'! I was just wonderin'--"
"Wonderin' what?"
"I was wonderin' if that letter was anything important. Ain't you goin'
to open it and see?"
"Hey? Open it? Oh, yes, yes. Well, I shouldn't wonder if I opened it
some time or other, Zuba. I gen'rally open my letters. It's a funny
habit I have."
"Humph! Well, all right, then. I didn't know. Course, 'tain't none of my
business what's in other folks's letters. _I_ ain't nosey, land knows.
Nobody can accuse me of--"
"Nobody can accuse you of anything, Zuba. Not even dish washin' just
now."
Azuba drew herself up. Outraged dignity and injured pride were expressed
in every line of her figure. "Well!" she exclaimed; "WELL! if that
ain't--if that don't beat all that ever _I_ heard! Here I leave my work
to do folks favors, to fetch and carry for 'em, and this is what I get.
Cap'n Dott, I want you to understand that I ain't dependent on nobody
for a job.
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