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96  The Conjure Woman
"'Oh! but you is a monst'us good oberseah; you is de bes' oberseah in dis county. Mistah Johnson,' sez Mars Jeems, w'en de oberseah got th'oo wid his tale; 'en dey ain' nebber be'n no nigger-breaker lack you roun' heah befo'. En you desarbes great credit fer sendin' dat nigger 'way befo' you sp'ilt 'im fer de market. Fac', you is sech a monst'us good oberseah, en you is got dis yer plantation in sech fine shape, dat I reckon I doan need you no mo'. You is got dee yer darkies so well train' dat I'spec' I kin run 'em myse'f fum dis time on. But I does wush you had 'a' hilt on  ter dat noo nigger 'tel I got home, fer I'd 'a' lack ter 'a' seed 'im, I su't'nly should.'
"De oberseah wuz so 'stonish' he didn' ha'dly know w'at ter say, but fin'lly he ax' Mars Jeems ef he wouldn' gib 'im a riccommen' fer ter git ernudder place.