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“I shall have help,” said Tom; “you’ll never do it.” “Who the devil’s going to help you?” said Legree, scornfully. “The Lord Almighty,” said Tom. “D__n you!” said Legree, as with one blow of his fist he felled Tom to the earth. A cold, soft hand fell on Legree’s, at this moment. He turned,- it was Cassy; but the cold, soft touch recalled his dream of the night before, and, flashing through the chambers of his brain, came all the fearful images of the night- watches, with a portion of the horror that accompanied them. “Will you be a fool?” said Cassy, in French. “Let him go! Let me alone to get him fit to be in the field again. Isn’t it just as I told you?” They say the alligator, the rhinoceros, though enclosed in bullet-proof mail, have each a spot where they are vulnerable; and fierce, reckless, unbelieving rep- robates have commonly this point in superstitious dread. Legree turned away, determined to let the point go for the time. “Well, have it your own way,” he said, doggedly, to Cassy. “Hark, ye!” he said to Tom; “I won’t deal with ye now, because the business is pressing, and I want all my hands; but I never forget. I’ll score it against ye, and some time I’ll have my pay out o’ yer old black hide,- mind ye!” Legree turned, and went out. |
