What business had his slave to be marching round the country, inventing machines, and holding up his head among gentlemen?
He'd soon put a stop to it.

He'd take him back, and put him to hoeing and digging, and "see if he'd step about so smart." Accordingly, the manufacturer and all hands concerned were astounded when he suddenly demanded George's wages, and announced his intention of taking him home.
"But, Mr.Harris," remonstrated the manufacturer, "isn't this rather sudden ?" "What if it is ?--isn't the man _mine_ ?" "We would be willing, sir, to increase the rate of compensation." "No object at all, sir.

I don't need to hire any of my hands out, unless I've a mind to." "But, sir, he seems peculiarly adapted to this business." "Dare say he may be; never was much adapted to anything that I set him about, I'll be bound." "But only think of his inventing this machine," interposed one of the workmen, rather unluckily.
"O yes! a machine for saving work, is it?
He'd invent that, I'll be bound; let a nigger alone for that, any time.

They are all labor-saving machines themselves, every one of 'em.

No, he shall tramp!" George had stood like one transfixed, at hearing his doom thus suddenly pronounced by a power that he knew was irresistible.