"That's the same one Wiley rode!"
"Who's that man makin' hit go?" Shoogie whispered.
"It's- It's- It's Mister Ward! We'd better run!"
"Not yet! He's lettin' hit go slow so's we can see hit."
Mister Ward made the automobile come to a stop right in front of
us, but he didn't make it be quiet or quit rattling and shaking.
He was grinning as he got out. His red, bushy hair was
hanging down nearly to his eyes.
"How'd you little gals like to ride in Mister Hicks's
automobile?"
"No, suh!" Shoogie told him. She started backing away.
"Gal, you a-feared o' automobiles?"
"Shoogie ain't scared! She just ain't seen none!"
"Well, Bandershanks, I know you ain't a-feared to ride, are
you?"
Before I could say "Yes, sir" or "No, sir," he grabbed me by
both arms and jumped back into the automobile with me!
"Turn me loose!"
"Shut up! Quit screamin' and kickin'!"
He clamped his hand over my mouth and plunked me down on the
seat. With his feet he did something that made the automobile
start rolling.
"Sit still, young'un! What's that little nigger's name?" Then
he hollered back at Shoogie, "Black gal, you go tell Mister Jodie
to get me that money!"
I twisted around quick to see what Shoogie would do.
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