From James, by Percival Everett, which is a reworking of Huckleberry Finn, which I haven’t read, so I don’t know if something similar occurs in the original book, which is rather appropriate:
...I don’t think he ever read no books, but he acted like the sort of man what reads books. You know what I mean?
And later, when the central (black) character blacks up to join a minstrel show:
What would they have done to you if they had figured out that you were exactly what you were pretending to be?
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