We must have--" "Free ?" The old doctor shrugged his shoulders and smiled at the arch pro-slavery exponent.
"Then, since you mention it, yes!" retorted Calhoun fretfully.

"But I shall not go into the old argument of those who say that black is white, that South is North.

It is only for my own race that I plan a wider America.

But then--" Calhoun raised a long, thin hand.

"Why," he went on slowly, "I have just told you that I have failed.