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In Which Property Gets into an Improper State of Mind |
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"George, something has brought you out wonderfully. You hold up your head, and speak and move like another man," said Mr. Wilson. "Because I'm a _freeman_!" said George, proudly. "Yes, sir; I've said Mas'r for the last time to any man. _I'm free!"_ "Take care! You are not sure,--you may be taken." "All men are free and equal _in the grave_, if it comes to that, Mr. Wilson," said George. "I'm perfectly dumb-founded with your boldness!" said Mr. Wilson,--"to come right here to the nearest tavern!" "Mr. Wilson, it is _so_ bold, and this tavern is so near, that they will never think of it; they will look for me on ahead, and you yourself wouldn't know me. Jim's master don't live in this county; he isn't known in these parts. Besides, he is given up; nobody is looking after him, and nobody will take me up from the advertisement, I think." "But the mark in your hand?" George drew off his glove, and showed a newly-healed scar in his hand. "That is a parting proof of Mr. Harris' regard," he said, scornfully. "A fortnight ago, he took it into his head to give it to me, because he said he believed I should try to get away one of these days. Looks interesting, doesn't it?" he said, drawing his glove on again. "I declare, my very blood runs cold when I think of it,--your condition and your risks!" said Mr. Wilson. "Mine has run cold a good many years, Mr. Wilson; at present, it's about up to the boiling point," said George. |
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