Janie debated the matter that night in bed.
‘Logan, you ‘sleep?’
‘If Ah wuz, you’d be done woke me up callin’ me’.
Ah wuz thinking’ real hard about us, about you and me.
‘It’s about time. Youse powerful independent around here sometimes considerin’.’
‘Considering whut for instance?’
‘Considerin’ youse born in a carriage ‘thut no top to it, and your mama and you being’ born and raised in de white folks back-yard.’
‘You did’t say all that when you wuz begging Nanny for me to marry you.’
‘Ah though you would ‘preciate good treatment. Thoughts Ah’d take and make somethin’ outa yuh. You think youse white folks by de way you act.’
‘S’posin’ Ah wuz to run off and leave yuh sometime.’
There! Janie had put words to his held-in fears. She might run off sure enough. The thought put a terrible ache in Logan’s body, but he thought it best to put on scorn.
‘Ah’m gettin’ sleepy Janie. Let’s don’t talk no mo’. ‘Tain’t too many mens would trust yuh, knowin’ yo’ folks lak dey do.’
Hurston, Zora Neale. Their Eyes were watching God. United States of America: JP Lippincott Company. 1937