... turn came. Madam, your passport, if you please. I ain't got none; nuther is Kitty Grim (that's my sisterin-law); we ain't agwine to git out nuther, ‘cause we's gwine to Strasburg to spend Christmas with my relations, and I ain't been thar for ten year, and I never heard of white folks having passes. But, madam, began the official-You needn't to but, madam, me, ‘cause I ain't agwine to...