By and by it was getting-up time. So I come down the ladder and started for downstairs; but as I come to the girlsā room the door was open, and I see Mary Jane setting by her old hair trunk, which was open and sheād been packing things in itā āgetting ready to go to England. But she had stopped now with a folded gown in her lap, and had her face in her hands, crying. I felt awful bad to see it; of course anybody would. I went in there and says:
āMiss Mary Jane, you canāt a-bear to see people in trouble, and I canātā āmost always. Tell me about it.ā
So she done it. And it was the niggersā āI just expected it. She said the beautiful trip to England was most about spoiled for her; she didnāt know how she was ever going to be happy there, knowing the mother and the children warnāt ever going to see each other no moreā āand then busted out bitterer than ever, and flung up her hands, and says: