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I did,
mos' sholy. Mars Sid, I FELT um - I FELT um, sah;
dey was all over me. Dad fetch it, I jis' wisht I
could git my han's on one er dem witches jis' wunst -
on'y jis' wunst - it's all I'd ast. But mos'ly I wisht
dey'd lemme 'lone, I does."
Tom says:
"Well, I tell you what I think. What makes them
come here just at this runaway nigger's breakfast-time?
It's because they're hungry; that's the reason.