"Dinah, I'm going to make some candy!"
"Make candy, honey lamb! How yo' all gwine t' make candy?"
"Oh, you just put some sugar and water on the stove to boil, and when it boils you butter a pan like a slice of bread, and pour the candy in it so it won't stick. And if a lump falls on the floor—a lump of candy I mean—that belongs to Snap. Though I hope it doesn't make his jaws stick together so they'll never come open, or he can't bark. But I'm going to make some candy."
"Now look yeah!" said Dinah. "Does yo' ma know yo' is gwine t' do dish yeah candy business?"
"No, Dinah, but I'll tell her when she comes home," for on coming in from school Flossie had been told that her mother was not in.
"Yo'll tell her when she comes home?" cried the old colored cook. "Yo' won't need t' tell her, honey lamb. She'll done know dat yo' all has been up t' suffin queer. Make candy! Oh mah gracious! I done guess you'd bettah not!"
"Oh, please, Dinah! It's easy. You can help me."
