He was one of the few remaining old-time darkies. He had finished the
odd jobs for which he had been employed, and, hat in hand, appeared at
the back door.
"How much is it, uncle?" he was asked.
"Yo' say how much? Jest whatever yo' say, missus."
"Oh, but I would rather you'd say how much," the lady of the house
replied.
"Yas, ma'am! But, ma'am, Ah'd rather hab de seventy-five cents yo 'would
gimme dan de fifty cents Ah'd charge yo'."
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