Read it through once

"You's young Marse Tom fum dis out, en I got to practise and git used to 'memberin' to call you dat, honey, or I's gwine to make a mistake some time en git us bofe into trouble. Dah--now you lay still en don't fret no mo', Marse Tom--oh, thank de good Lord in heaven, you's saved, you's saved!--dey ain't no man kin ever sell mammy's po' little honey down de river now!"