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| That will do—take care, child—don't you make my head ache |
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Well, my dear Marie, here we are at last. The wanderers have arrived, you see. Allow me to present my cousin, Miss Ophelia, who is about to undertake the office of our housekeeper.
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| Yes, it is a pretty place, though it looks rather old and heathenish to me. |
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Tom, my boy, this seems to suit you?
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| Yes, mas'r St. Clare, it looks about the right thing. |
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See here, Marie, I've brought you a coachman, at last, to order. I tell you, he is a regular hearse for blackness and sobriety, and will drive you like a funeral, if you wish. Open your eyes, now, and look at him. Now, don't say I never think about you when I'm gone.
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Oh! no he won't. He's warranted a pious and sober article.
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| Well, I hope he may turn out well; it's more than I expect, though. |
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Have you no curiosity to learn how and where I picked up Tom?
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| Uncle Tom papa; that's his name. |
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Right, my little sunbeam!
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| Please, mas'r, that ain't no 'casion to say nothing bout me. |
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You are too modest, my modern Hannibal. Do you know, Marie, that our little Eva took a fancy to Uncle Tom—whom we met on board the steamboat—and persuaded me to buy him.
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There, Tom, are the bills, and the money to liquidate them.
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Well, Tom, what are you waiting for? Isn't all right there?
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Why, Tom, what's the matter? You look as solemn as a coffin.
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| I feel very bad, mas'r. I allays have thought that mas'r would be good to everybody. |
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Well, Tom, haven't I been? Come, now, what do you want? There's something you haven't got, I suppose, and this is the preface.
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| Mas'r allays been good to me. I haven't nothing to complain of on that head; but there is one that mas'r isn't good to. |
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Why, Tom, what's got into you? Speak out—what do you mean?
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| Last night, between one and two, I thought so. I studied upon the matter then—mas'r isn't good to himself. |
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Ah! now I understand; you allude to the state in which I came home last night. Well, to tell the truth, I was slightly elevated—a little more champagne on board than I could comfortably carry. That's all, isn't it?
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| The good book says “it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder,” my dear mas'r. |
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You poor, silly fool! I'm not worth crying over.
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I have received my death wound.
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I feel that I am dying—Tom, pray!
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| I do, pray, mas'r! I do pray! |
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Tom, one thing preys upon my mind—I have forgotten to sign your freedom papers, What will become of you when I am gone?
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| Don't think of that, mas'r. |
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I was wrong, Tom, very wrong, to neglect it. I may be the cause of much suffering to you hereafter. Marie, my wife—she—oh!—
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No! it is coming home at last! at last! at last! Eva, I come!
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