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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 249 pages of information about Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl.

Some days after this adventure I had a much worse fright.  As I sat very still in my retreat above stairs, cheerful visions floated through my mind.  I thought Dr. Flint would soon get discouraged, and would be willing to sell my children, when he lost all hopes of making them the means of my discovery.  I knew who was ready to buy them.  Suddenly I heard a voice that chilled my blood.  The sound was too familiar to me, it had been too dreadful, for me not to recognize at once my old master.  He was in the house, and I at once concluded he had come to seize me.  I looked round in terror.  There was no way of escape.  The voice receded.  I supposed the constable was with him, and they were searching the house.  In my alarm I did not forget the trouble I was bringing on my generous benefactress.  It seemed as if I were born to bring sorrow on all who befriended me, and that was the bitterest drop in the bitter cup of my life.  After a while I heard approaching footsteps; the key was turned in my door.  I braced myself against the wall to keep from falling.  I ventured to look up, and there stood my kind benefactress alone.  I was too much overcome to speak, and sunk down upon the floor.

“I thought you would hear your master’s voice,” she said; “and knowing you would be terrified, I came to tell you there is nothing to fear.  You may even indulge in a laugh at the old gentleman’s expense.  He is so sure you are in New York, that he came to borrow five hundred dollars to go in pursuit of you.  My sister had some money to loan on interest.  He has obtained it, and proposes to start for New York to-night.  So, for the present, you see you are safe.  The doctor will merely lighten his pocket hunting after the bird he has left behind.”

XIX.  The Children Sold.

The Doctor came back from New York, of course without accomplishing his purpose.  He had expended considerable money, and was rather disheartened.  My brother and the children had now been in jail two months, and that also was some expense.  My friends thought it was a favorable time to work on his discouraged feelings.  Mr. Sands sent a speculator to offer him nine hundred dollars for my brother William, and eight hundred for the two children.  These were high prices, as slaves were then selling; but the offer was rejected.  If it had been merely a question of money, the doctor would have sold any boy of Benny’s age for two hundred dollars; but he could not bear to give up the power of revenge.  But he was hard pressed for money, and he revolved the matter in his mind.  He knew that if he could keep Ellen till she was fifteen, he could sell her for a high price; but I presume he reflected that she might die, or might be stolen away.  At all events, he came to the conclusion that he had better accept the slave-trader’s offer.  Meeting him in the street, he inquired when he would leave town.  “To-day, at ten o’clock,” he replied.  “Ah, do

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