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"Gone away! and whither?" "Don't know, mass'r. B'lieve she gone to de city. She leab last night in de night-time." "And " I hesitated a moment till my heart should still its heavy throbbings. "Aurore?" I interrogated with an effort. "'Rore gone too, mass'r; she gone long wi' Missa 'Genie." "Aurore gone!" "Yes, mass'r, she gone; daat's de troof."
"Why, mass'r, you no hab go to bed yet," said Poopy, still feeling and expressing surprise at her master's unwonted irregularity. "Is you ill?" "Not at all, my good girl; only a little tired. It is not a time for me to take much rest when the savages are said to be about to attack us." "When is they coming?" inquired the girl, meekly.
"Yes, mass'r," the woman began, "we seed Mass'r Lane, may de Lord bress 'im, and he was a doin' well when we lef. He's a true Linkum man, an' if all was like him de wah would soon be ended an' de cullud people free. What's mo', de white people of de Souf wouldn't be so bitter as dey now is." "Tell us your story, mammy," said Marian, impatiently; "tell us everything you know about Captain Lane."
I was so afeard fer my missus and de young ladies, I was 'mos' out ob my mind." "Well, mass'r and ladies," said Zeb, rising and making a respectful bow, "I was at an upper window an' could see eberyting. De Linkum men was trottin' too, an' comin' in two ranks, one little way 'hind de toder.
I was 'stonished dis afternoon, Miss Phill, he took Mass'r Richard's worryin' dat quiet-like; but I could see de bearin's ob things mighty plain." "You heard the quarrel, then, Harriet?" "Couldn't help hearin' ob it, Miss Phill, no way; 'case I right thar. I was in de dinin'-room fixin' up de clean window curtains, and de young gen'lemen were on de p'azza.
He live wi' ole Mass'r Sancon all him life. I believe war one ob Missy 'Genie gardiums, or whatever you call 'em. Gorramighty! what will young Missa do now? She hab no friends leff; and daat ole fox Gayarre he no good " Here the speaker suddenly interrupted himself, as if he feared that his tongue was going too freely.
She was like de ole mass'r, mighty haughty an' despit-like, when she angry. I wasn't in de lof' none too soon, fer Missy Roberta was 'spicious and uneasy-like, an' she come to de head ob de gerret starway an' call my name. At fust I ain't sayin' suffin', an' she call louder. Den I say, 'Dat you, Missy Roberta? Den she seem to tink dat I was all right.
My attendants removed the breakfast things, and after a while Scipio returned to remain in the room with me, for such were his orders. "And now, Scipio," I said, as soon as we were alone, "tell me of Aurore!" "'Rore, mass'r!" "Yes Who is Aurore?" "Poor slave, mass'r; jes like Ole Zip heamseff." The vague interest I had begun to feel in "Aurore" vanished at once.
If the latter, she would certainly receive some message from him; and, if no message came, she must conclude that he was waiting for an opportunity to see her. Harriet was sure that he was at the village 'hotel. "Dime done seen him thar," she said, positively, "and Mass'r John no sich fool as go 'way widout talkin' up for himself.
Just such an heiress as would exactly suit the purposes of an unprincipled administrator. I could see that poor Scipio had a great regard for his young mistress; but, even ignorant as he was, he had some suspicion that all this profuse outlay boded no good. He shook his head as he talked of these matters, adding "I'se afeerd, young mass'r, it'll nebber, nebber last.
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