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828 Tuoo xoa.
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her manner Immediately , she said in pleading * tones , " I am exceedingly tired , indeed I am I "
He lingered and seemed very reluctant to go , but when she again urged her requesthe said" Good night , my beauty ! I will send
, , tip some refreshments for you before you sleep , " He went away , and she had . a very uncomfortable sensation when
she heard him lock-the door behind him . A prisoner with such a gaoler ! With a quick movement of disgust she rushed to the
waterbasin and washed her lips and her hands , but she felt that the stain was one no ablution could remove . The sense of degradation was
so cruelly bitter , that it seemed to her as if she should die for very shame .
In a short time an elderly mulatto woman , with a pleasant face , entered bearing a tray of cakes , ices , and lemonade .
" I don't wish for anything to eat , " said Loo Loo , despondingly . " Oh , don't be givin' up in dat ar way , " said the mulatto in kind ,
motherly tones . "De Lord a ' n't a-gwine to forsake ye . Ye may _jlis' breeve what Aunt Debby tells yer . I ' se a poor ole nigger ; but
I hab ' sarved dat de darkest time is allers jus afore de light come . Eat some ob dese yer goodies . Ye oughter keep yoursef strong fur
de sake ob yer _friends . " Loo Loo looked at her earnestly , and repeated , " Friends ? How
do you know I have any friends ?" " Oh , I ' se poor ole nigger , " rejoined the mulatto . " I don't
knows nottin ' . " The captive looked wistfully after her as she leffe the room . She
felt disappointed , for something in the woman's ways and tones had excited a hope within her . Again the key turned on the
outside ; but it was not long before Debby reappeared with a bouquet . " Massa sent young missis dese yer fowers , " she said .
" Put them down , " rejoined Loo Loo , languidly . " Whar shall I put ' em ? " inquired the servant .
" Anywhere , out of my way , " was the curt reply . Debby cautioned her by a shake of her finger , and whispered ,
" Massa ' s out dar , waitin' fur de key . Dar's writin' on dem ar fowers . " She lighted the lamps , and after inquiring if anything
else was wanted , she went out , saying , " Good night , missis . De Lord send ye pleasant dreams . "
Again the key turned , and the sound of footsteps died away . Loo Loo eagerly untwisted the paper round the bouquet , and read these
words : " Be ready for travelling . About midnight your door will be unlocked . Follow Aunt Debby with your shoes in your hand ,
and _sxoeak no word . Destroy this paper . " To this Madame Labasse had added , " Ne craignez rien , ma ch _£ re . "
Loo Loo ' s heart palpitated violently , and the blood rushed to her cheek . Weary as she was , she felt no inclination for sleep . As
she sat there , longing for midnight , she had ample leisure to survey the apartment . It w & s indeed , a bower fit for a princess . The
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Jan. 1, 1859, page 328, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01011859/page/40/
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