Mandingo Page #4

Cousin charles.

Come up

to the house.

Oh. Master's misery drain

right through my belly.

You lie, little buck.

I still feel

my rheumatism. Here.

I hurt awful.

Get down there.

Ahh.

Where's charles?

He's a-stuffin'

himself

With lucrezia borgia's

vittles.

Uh-huh.

Major woodford-

Charles' pa-

Is bad pressed.

Charles come

with a letter from him

Asking to borrow money.

Do you

have a mind to?

May help.

If'n you take

to charles' little sister,

Cousin blanche.

Oh, papa, are you

starting that again?

It's time for us

to be a-thinkin'

Of an heir

for falconhurst.

You need a white lady

to give you a son

with human blood-

Not them suckers of yours

through wenches.

Pa, I wouldn't know

what to do,

Not with no white lady.

And you can't have

no more wenches

if'n you marry.

Of course. Have them

just the same.

You doesn't talk about them

in front of your wife,

But she knows

you have them.

She wants

you should have them.

Saves her from having

to submit.

When she do submit,

though,

You keep on your shirt

and drawers.

Plagues a white lady

almost to death

to see a man naked.

Not in new orleans.

Huh?

Them white ladies there,

I hear...

They strip it all off.

Every bit.

Ham...

You just go take a look

at cousin blanche.

If she ain't

to your taste,

We can look around

at other white ladies.

Major woodford-

Ha ha ha-

Don't get the money.

Hello, sir.

My name's

hammond maxwell.

I'm warren maxwell's

son.

Hammond maxwell,

well, if it ain't.

How's your pa?

Oh, he's all crippled up

with the rheumatism.

Oh, that's too bad.

And this here

is charles woodford,

Major woodford's son

from crowfoot.

Pleased to meet you.

The pleasure's

all mine, sir.

Make yourself welcome,

mr. Woodford.

Y'all come on in.

Thank you much.

Tell me,

does warren still have

That wench

and that child?

Thank you, sir.

Little one ought

to be big enough

to breed by now.

Well, that's what

I come here for, sir.

You got an old

mandingo buck.

My papa craves

to borrow him that buck

to breed them two wenches.

But I haven't got

that buck anymore.

He dead.

Bull gored him

about three months ago,

And old zucks, he died.

Damn. I'm sorry

to hear that, sir.

My papa laid store

in him.

Warren maxwell

and his mandingos.

They make the best

fighting n*ggers,

Mandingos.

I crave one

for my own self.

A fine one.

One that can whup

anybody.

This is katie

and ellen.

I hope they'll

be to your likin'.

Suit me fine.

Good night, then.

Thank you.

Good night.

You a virgin?

This one ain't,

huh, katie?

Cousin hammond,

you take the virgin.

I don't care

for hard work.

Cousin charles, what

the hell you doing

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