ght 'member dat de longer dat yob last de longer his scoff
last. See? fathead!' ses he.
"`Well, I wants de scoff,' ses Ou' Wolf; `dere ain't no shadda 'bout
dat. But, de work; I don't know,' ses he.
"`Now you look-a'-me,' ses Ou' Jackalse, 's if he was fair tired o' fool
argyin'. `You knows me. Is _I_ likely to make de grass fly much
a-workin'? or is _I_ de sort o' one to work at all if dere was any oder
snift of a chance o' scoff?' ses he.
"Ou' Wolf tink he know Ou' Jackalse pretty well by dis time. `No,' ses
he, kind o' considerin'. `I don't tink you'd _work_ if dere was any
oder chance,' ses he.
"`Come along o' me, den,' ses Ou' Jackalse, an' away dey pops.
"Ou' Jackalse he bring Ou' Wolf along to de gate an' he give him darie
hoe. `Dis is you' patch,' ses he, `mine's furder along on de yonder
side de house. I'll bring de scoff at dinner time, an' in de meantime
you yust get a sort o' wiggle on you, like's if you could work if you
had to,' an' off he stalk till he get out o' sight. Den he flop down
an' bake hisse'f in de sun.
"Well, Ou' Wolf he gets a sort o' stroke on him like a bywoner dat tinks
it's a-pretty near time he shifted to some farm where dey don't raise no
crops nohow, and den about an hour before noon along comes Ou' Jackalse
agen, an' he looks at what Ou' Wolf's done, an' he slant his eye at what
he ain't done, an' he tinks dere's a fair ole little lot o' dat yet.
"`Look-a'-me, Ou' Wolf,' ses he. `It's a-comin' along to dinner time
soon, but _you_; you yust about ain't if dat's all you's done yet. De
baas he'll tink what I done, an' he'll see what you ain't done, an' den,
why, dere you is! You ought to be sorry fo' you'se'f, when you looks at
what you done.'
"`I yust is,' ses Ou' Wolf, an' he ain't a-considerin' 'fore he ses it
needer. `I yust is,' an' he sort o' squint up at de sun to see how soon
it's a-gun' to be noon, an' he sort o' guess at de row to see how soon
it ain't likely to be done.
"`Well, it ain't my look out if de baas don't gi'e you no scoff fo' dat
bit,' ses Ou' Jackalse. `I got you de work, but you cahnt look fo' me
to do it fo' you too, as well's my own. I cahnt only 'pologise fo' you.
You better get a bit wigglier wiggle on you if you wants some dinner,
anyhow,' ses he, an' off he pops.
"Well, Ou' Wolf he tinks p'r'aps he had better hump hisse'f along a bit
an' make a kind of a shine anyhow. `I ain't a-gun' to let no sich a
skellum ha' to 'polo
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