Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered

147/260tons of cold futility. He’s trading on being younger than me. Gettingready to laugh at me for an old fool. But oh, what wouldn’t I give to betwelve years younger so I could b’lieve him!“Aw, Tea Cake, you just say dat tuhnight because de fish and cornbread tasted sort of good. Tomorrow yo’ mind would change.”“Naw, it wouldn’t neither. Ah know better.”“Anyhow from what you told me when we wuz back dere in de kitchenAh’m nearly twelve years older than you.”“Ah done thought all about dat and tried tuh struggle aginst it, butit don’t do me no good. De thought uh mah youngness don’t satisfy melak yo’ presence do.”“It makes uh whole heap uh difference wid most folks, Tea Cake.”“Things lak dat got uh whole lot tuh do wid convenience, but itain’t got nothin’ tuh do wid love.”“Well, Ah love tuh find out whut you think after sun-up tomorrow.Dis is jus’ yo’ night thought.”“You got yo’ ideas and Ah got mine. Ah got uh dollar dat saysyou’se wrong. But Ah reckon you don’t bet money, neither.”“Ah never have done it so fur. But as de old folks always say, Ah’mborn but Ah ain’t dead. No tellin’ whut Ah’m liable tuh do yet.”He got up suddenly and took his hat. “Good night, Mis’ Janie. Looklak we done run our conversation from grass roots tuh pine trees.G’bye.” He almost ran out of the door.