Читать книгу The Call of the South - Robert Lee Durham - Страница 6
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Graham stood for awhile looking at the blank wall. Then he spoke as if he had settled his problem.
"Yes I'm a negro—no doubt about that; and a negro I'll be from to-morrow morning."
"Why, honey, you are not going to lower yourself to—"
"No, no. I'm not going to lower myself to anything; but I'm going to go with my own crowd, where I'll not be insulted by people who are no better than I am. I got along very well at college, but these people here are different. I'll show 'em. I'll go to the war, and I'll get as much glory out of it as any of 'em. My father was a soldier, and his father died in battle: I rather guess I can't stay out of it. Good night, mummer."
And he took himself off to bed.
