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rm. "Boss did that!" he croaked. She turned to close the door again, feeling the blood rise in her face. "Boss didn't mean to," she answered with as much steadiness as she could muster. "And he didn't mean to hurt you so badly, either, Beelzebub. He was sorry afterwards." She saw his teeth gleam in the twilight like the bared fangs of a wolf, and knew that he grinned in derision of this statement. She picked up her bowl and turned to go. At the same instant he spoke in a piercing whisper out of the darkness. "Boss kill a white man once, missis!" She stood still, rooted to the spot. "Beelzebub!" He shrank away, whimpering. "No, no! Boss'll kill poor Beelzebub! Missis won't tell Boss?" To her horror his hand shot out and fastened upon her skirt. But she could not have moved in any case. She stood staring down at him, cold--cold to the very heart with foreboding. "No," she said at last, and it was as if she stood apart and listened to another woman, very calm and collected, speaking on her behalf. "I will never tell him, Beelzebub. You will be quite safe with me. So tell me what you mean! Don't be afraid! Speak plainly! When did Boss kill a white man?" There must have been something of compulsion in her manner, for, albeit quaveringly and with obvious terror, the negro answered her. "Down by Bowker Creek, missis, 'fore you come. Boss and the white man fight--a dam' big fight. Beelzebub run away. Afterwards, Boss, come on alone. So Beelzebub know that Boss kill' the white man." "Oh, then you didn't see him killed! You don't know?" Was it her own lips uttering the words? They felt quite stiff and powerless. "Beelzebub run away," she heard him repeating rather vacantly. "What did they fight with?" she said. "They fight with their hands," he told her. "White man from Bowker Creek try to shoot Boss, and make Boss very angry." "But perhaps he wasn't killed," she insisted to herself. "Of course--of course, he wasn't. You shouldn't say such things, Beelzebub. You weren't there to see." Beelzebub shuffled in the straw and whined depreciatingly. "Tell me," she heard the other woman say peremptorily, "what was the white man's name?" But Beelzebub only moaned, and she was forced to conclude that he did not know. "Where is Bowker Creek?" she asked next. He could not tell her. His intelligence seemed to have utterly deserted him. She stood silent, considering, while he coiled about
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