` Lor ' , yes , mas ` r ! Old missis used to say so , too . She whipped me a heap harder , and used to pull my hair and knock my head agin the door . But it did n't do me no good . I ` spect if they is to pull every hair out o ' my head it would n't do no good neither . I 's so wicked . Laws ! I 's nothin ' but a nigger noways . ' ' I shall have to give her up , ' said Miss Ophelia . ' I ca n't have that trouble any longer . ' Eva had stood silent , listening . Now she took Topsy by the hand , and led her into a little room close by . ` What makes you so naughty , Topsy ? ' she said , with tears in her eyes . ` Why do n't you try to be good ? Do n't you love anybody , Topsy ? ' ` Dunno nothin ' ` bout love . I love candy , that 's all . ' ` But you love your father and mother ? ' ` Never had none , ye know .
I telled ye that , Miss XXXXX . '
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