Let me try; the mob, even if I met them, surely would not assault a woman." "You mustn't think of such a thing, Esther," exclaimed Mr.Walters; "the idea isn't to be entertained for a moment.

You don't know what ruthless wretches they are.

Your colour discovered you would find your sex but a trifling protection.

I'd go, but it would be certain death to me: my black face would quickly obtain for me a passport to another world if I were discovered in the street just now." "I'll go," calmly spoke Mr.Ellis.

"I can't rest here and think of what they are exposed to.