"You no come in here."
"Who say so?"
"Me--I say so! I on guard. I what you call special
policeman--detectiff--no let enemies in!"
"Huh! You's a hot deteckertiff, yo' is!" snorted
Eradicate. "Anyhow, dem orders don't mean me! I kin go
anywhere, I kin!"
"Not here!" said Koku firmly. "Master Tom say let nobody
come near but workmen who have got writing-paper. You no
got!"
"No, but I kin git one, an' I's gwine t' hab it soon! I'll
see Massa Tom, dat's whut I will. I guess yo' ain't de only
deteckertiff on de place. I kin go on guard, too!" and
Eradicate, dropping his rake, strolled away in his temper to
seek the young inventor.
"Well, Rad, what is it?" asked Tom, as he met the colored
man. The young inventor was on his way to the mysterious
shop. "What is troubling you?"
"It's dat dar giant. He done says as how he's on guard--a
deteckertiff--an' I can't go nigh dat buildin' t' sweep up
de refuse."
"Well, that's right, Rad. I'd prefer that you keep away.
I'm doing some special work in there and it's--"
"Am it dangerous, Massa Tom? I ain't askeered! Anybody
whut kin drive mah mule Boomerang--"
"I know, Eradicate, but this isn't so dangerous.
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