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“In the bank for to be collected. Where WOULD it be?” “I deposited it in the bank. Where else would it be?”
“Well, THAT’S all right then, thank goodness.” “Well, at least we have that, thank goodness.”
Says I, kind of timid-like: Rather timidly, I said:
“Is something gone wrong?” “Did something bad happen?”
The king whirls on me and rips out: The king whirled around to look at me and snarled:
“None o’ your business! You keep your head shet, and mind y’r own affairs—if you got any. Long as you’re in this town don’t you forgit THAT—you hear?” Then he says to the duke, “We got to jest swaller it and say noth’n’: mum’s the word for US.” “None of your business! Keep your mouth closed and mind your own business, if you even have any. You just keep that in mind as long as you’re in this town, you hear?” Then he turned to the duke, and said, “We’ll just have to swallow the loss, say nothing, and go on. Mum’s the word for us.”
As they was starting down the ladder the duke he chuckles again, and says: As they were starting down the ladder the duke chuckled again and said:
“Quick sales AND small profits! It’s a good business—yes.” “Quick sales AND small profits. Oh yes, it’s a good business.”
The king snarls around on him and says: The king snarled back:
“I was trying to do for the best in sellin’ ’em out so quick. If the profits has turned out to be none, lackin’ considable, and none to carry, is it my fault any more’n it’s yourn?” “I thought I was doing the best thing for us by selling them so quickly. If it turns out we didn’t make much money, is it any more my fault than yours?”
“Well, THEY’D be in this house yet and we WOULDN’T if I could a got my advice listened to.” “Well, they’d still be in this house and we wouldn’t if SOMEONE had listened to my advice earlier.”
The king sassed back as much as was safe for him, and then swapped around and lit into ME again. He give me down the banks for not coming and TELLING him I see the niggers come out of his room acting that way—said any fool would a KNOWED something was up. And then waltzed in and cussed HIMSELF awhile, and said it all come of him not laying late and taking his natural rest that morning, and he’d be blamed if he’d ever do it again. So they went off a-jawing; and I felt dreadful glad I’d worked it all off on to the niggers, and yet hadn’t done the niggers no harm by it. The king mouthed off at the duke as much as he could get away with, then turned around and started chewing me out again. He yelled at me for not having told him before that I’d seen the n------ acting suspiciously as they snuck out of his room. He said that any fool would have known something was up. Then he started cursing to himself for not having done what comes naturally to him by lounging around in bed that morning. He said that he’d be darned if he would ever get up early again. They went off griping at each other, and I felt pretty happy that I’d been able to put the blame on those n------ without hurting them in the process.