Slowly and gradually, as its meaning came over him, he collapsed, rather than seated himself, on his old chair, and sunk his head down upon his knees.
"The good Lord have pity on us!" said Aunt Chloe.

"O! it don't seem as if it was true! What has he done, that Mas'r should sell _him_ ?" "He hasn't done anything,--it isn't for that.

Master don't want to sell, and Missis she's always good.

I heard her plead and beg for us; but he told her 't was no use; that he was in this man's debt, and that this man had got the power over him; and that if he didn't pay him off clear, it would end in his having to sell the place and all the people, and move off.

Yes, I heard him say there was no choice between selling these two and selling all, the man was driving him so hard.