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And Legree clenched his fist, and shook it, as if he had something in his hands that he could rend in pieces. But, then, Tom was a faithful, valuable servant; and, although Legree hated him the more for that, yet the consideration was still somewhat of a restraint to him. The next morning, he determined to say nothing, as yet; to assemble a party, from some neighboring plantations, with dogs and guns; to surround the swamp, and go about the hunt systematically. If it succeeded, well and good; if not he would summon Tom before him, and-his teeth clenched and his blood boiled- then he would break that fellow down, or-there was a dire inward whisper, to which his soul assented. Ye say that the interest of the master is a sufficient safeguard for the slave. In the fury of man’s mad will, he will wittingly, and with open eyes, sell his own soul to the devil to gain his ends; and will he be more careful of his neighbor’s body? “Well,” said Cassy, the next day, from the garret, as she reconnoitred through the knot-hole, “the hunt’s going to begin again, to-day!” Three or four mounted horsemen were curvetting about, on the space in front of the house; and one or two leashes of strange dogs were struggling with the ne- groes who held them, baying and barking at each other. |
