Wahlll, I dew deeclayah, Mr. Captain, wherevuh dija'all come from? We haven't seen a steamboat of this calibah on the rivah in a loonngggg time. What's that, shuge, oh Miz Sara Belle Fontaine, Ah'm shuyah ma' daddy already paid foh ma passage, darlin...thet's the great Justice Henry Fontaine of Batohn Rooj, why yessss, he wuz a bit young when he had me, but goodness graciousss, I nevah, why, Sir! Are ya'll sayin' there is sumthin' fishy goin' on heyah? Of all the! Why! Ah'll thank yew to hand ovah ma tickets now, please, and not anothah word of slight about my dear, dear poppa! Miz Fontaine flounces away to her cabin, fluttering her feather fan across her face, shading her long, batting eyelashes