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“Simon Legree, take care!” said the woman, with a sharp flash of her eye, a glance so wild and insane in its light as to be almost appalling. “You’re afraid of me, Simon,” she said, deliberately; “and you’ve reason to be! But be careful, for I’ve got the devil in me!” The last words she whispered in a hissing tone, close to his ear. “Get out! I believe, to my soul, you have!” said Legree, pushing her from him, and looking uncomfortably at her. “After all, Cassy,” he said, “why can’t you be friends with me, as you used to?” “Used to!” said she, bitterly. She stopped short,- a world of choking feelings rising in her heart, kept her silent. Cassy had always kept over Legree the kind of influence that a strong, impas- sioned woman can ever keep over the most brutal man; but, of late, she had grown more and more irritable and restless, under the hideous yoke of her servi- tude, and her irritability, at times, broke out into raving insanity; and this liability made her a sort of object of dread to Legree. who had that superstitious horror of insane persons which is common to coarse and uninstructed minds. When Legree brought Emmeline to the house, all the smouldering embers of womanly feeling flashed up in the worn heart of Cassy, and she took part with the girl; and a fierce quarrel ensued between her and Legree. Legree, in a fury, swore she should be put to field service, if she would not be peaceable. Cassy, with proud scorn, de- clared she would go to the field. And she worked there one day, as we have de- scribed, to show how perfectly she scorned the threat. |
