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What home ? '' asked Travis . `` An ' that 's the mischief of it , '' went on Jud . `` I thort she was lyin ' about the home , an ' I stepped down there at noon an ' I hope I may die to-night if she ai n't got 'em all fixed up as snug as can be , an ' the Major is there as sober es a jedge , an ' lookin ' like a gentleman an ' actin ' like a Conway . Say , but you watch yo ' han ' . That 's blood that wo n't stan ' monkeyin ' with when it 's in its right mind . An ' the little home the ole ` oman 's got , she bought it with her own money , been savin ' it all her life an ' now '' -- `` What did you say to her this morning ? ''