DEY knows how to work a niggah to death, en dey knows how to whale 'em toowhale 'em till dey backs is welted like a washboard. Dat overseer wuz a Yank too, outen New Englan', en anybody down South kin tell you what dat mean. So de overseer had me out befo' day in de mawnin's en worked me de whole long day as long as dey 'uz any light to see by, en many's de lashin's I got 'ca'se I couldn't come up to de work o' de stronges'. But dat woman warn't satisfied even wid dat. So den dey sent me out to de quarter 'mongst de common fiel' han's. But his wife she was a Yank, en not right down good lookin', en she riz up agin me straight off. En if he could 'a' had his way I'd 'a' be'n a house servant in his fambly en be'n comfortable. I's gwine to tell you de tale, en cut it jes as short as I kin. A pusson dat’s hunted don't like de light. I’s suffered so much dat mournin’ seem to come mo’ handy to me now den stormin’. I reckon it ain’t in me to storm aroun’ no mo’, like I used to when I ‘uz trompled on en ‘bused. ROXY: Sell a pusson down de river … down de riverfor de bes’?! I wouldn’t treat a dog like you’s treated yo’ po’ mother! I’s all broke down en wore out, now. It was a mistake, of course, and I wouldn’t do it again, but I thought it was for the best, I truly did. It was the only way outthe only way I could see to right things. TOM: I know, I know! I’m a worthless scoundrel! But I swear I meant it for the best. ROXY: It ain’t no fault o’ yo’n dat dey ain’t grey. I meant it for the best, I did … I swear. TOM: It … it was mean of me, and baseI know it. who are you?! How did you get in here?! What do you want?!
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