Me he most give away, 'case I was so old, and the mas'r who buy some like Mas'r Hugh, he pity, he sorry for ole shaky nigger.
Sam tell him on his knees how he comed from Kaintuck, but Mas'r Sullivan say he bought 'em far, and that the right mas'r sell 'em sneakin' like to save rasin' a furse, and he show a bill of sale.

They believe him spite of dis chile, and so Sam 'long to anodder mas'r." "Yes; but the lady, Miss Ellis.

Where did you find her ?" Adah asked, and Sam replied: "I'se comin' to her d'rectly.

Mas'r Fitzhugh live on big plantation--big house, too, with plenty company; and one day she comed, with great trunk, a visitin' you know.

She'd been to school with Miss Mabel, Mas'r Fitzhugh's daughter." "Are you sure it's the same ?" Adah asked.
"Yes, miss, Sam sure, he 'members them curls--got a heap of 'em; and that neck--oh, wear that neck berry low, so low, so white, it make even ole Sam feel kinder, kinder, yes, Sam feel very much that way." Adah could not repress a smile, but she was too much interested to interrupt him, and he went on: "They all think heap of Miss Ellis, and I hear de blacks tellin' how she berry rich, and comed from way off thar wher white niggers live--Masser-something." "Massachusetts ?" suggested Adah.
"Yes; that's the very mas'r, I 'member dat." "Was Ellis her first or last name ?" Adah asked, and Sam replied: "It was neider, 'twas her Christian name.