"Ob course! A cow wid half an eye could see dat!"
"Well--but I mean--it's a sort of--a kind of--tone to paint up to."
"H'm! das strange now. I don't hear no sound nowhar!"
"Well, then, it's a shadow, Peter."
"Geo'ge," said the negro, with a look of surprise, "I do t'ink your
plo-plotummik lub hab disagreed wid you. Come 'long to de kitchen an'
hab your supper--it's all ready."
So saying, he went off with his friend and confidant to the culinary
region, which was also the _salle a manger_ of the slaves.