But the face of Oolanga, as his master called him, was unreformed, unsoftened savage, and inherent in it were all the hideous possibilities of a lost, devil-ridden child of the forest and the swamp--the lowest of all created things that could be regarded as in some form ostensibly human.

Lady Arabella and Oolanga arrived almost simultaneously, and Adam was surprised to notice what effect their appearance had on each other.

The woman seemed as if she would not--could not--condescend to exhibit any concern or interest in such a creature.

On the other hand, the negro's bearing was such as in itself to justify her pride.

He treated her not merely as a slave treats his master, but as a worshipper would treat a deity.