Chapter-27 There was a chill in the air, the first chill of the year, and Pork, standing behind Scarlett's chair, rubbed his hands together in glee and questioned: Ain' it 'bout time fer de hawg killin', Miss Scarlett?

There was a chill in the air, the first chill of the year, and Pork, standing behind Scarlett's chair, rubbed his hands together in glee and questioned: Ain' it 'bout time fer de hawg killin', Miss Scarlett?