He quickly followed.

They had just entered the private room of Mr.Renfrew.
"That's right, Wingfield," the lawyer said.

"You see we have settled the business satisfactorily, and I think you have got a fairly cheap bargain.

Just wait a minute and we will complete the transaction." Dinah gave a start as Vincent entered, but with the habitual self-repression of a slave, she stood quietly in the corner to which she had withdrawn at the other end of the room.
The lawyer was busy drawing up a document, and, touching a bell, ordered a clerk to go across to Mr.Rawlins, justice of the peace, and ask him to step across the road.
In a minute Mr.Rawlins entered.
"I want you to witness a deed of sale of a slave," Mr.Renfrew said.
"Here are the particulars: 'Nathaniel Forster sells to Vincent Wingfield his slave, Dinah Moore and her male infant, for the sum of fourteen hundred dollars.' These are the parties.

Forster, sign this receipt." The man did so.