The Grinder Papers — page 99: what you’re looking at

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ee THE GRINDER PAPERS. knowed ’twas all.true. It appeared he was well acquainted with her husband, and he begun to believe me. He called a policeman and sent him to the house, and soon Marthy came around, in an awful rage with me. I could see that by her face. No more sympathy, the cruel wretch, than if I'd been a stranger. ope What she said, however, was enough; and they didn’t send me to prison; but I heard Marthy ask in a whisper: '“*Tgn’t there any legal way of making her go home? I’m sure she'll manage to:disgrace us completely if she stays much . longer. She ought to be in Bedlam.” | I was goin’ to flare up at that, but I decided not. You see York folks is so techy that most on ‘em where I’ve been is offended a’ready ; and I mean to stay till I’ve made my match, and I don’t mean to board while Ido. Boardin’ is expensive. Besides, there’s real good eatin’ at Marthy’s. Wouldn’ be, though, if she hadn't a nigger to cook, and I ain't goin’ to give her a chance to quarrel with me. I walked home, hookin’ arm with her, and all the sassy boys we met kept a hollerin’, ‘«There’s the woman that was took up!” the hull way.