I will give her full instructions to act for me, and even an authorization in writing, if you prefer it.

She is already in the habit of coming here; but her visits will give you very little trouble.

And, as she is a slave, or, as you call it, I believe, a chattel, she will be already quite accustomed to the treatment which her class are in the habit of receiving from Northern hands." Without waiting to perceive the effect of her Parthian shot, she swept proudly out of the room.
"I wonder what she means," mused Brant, as her quick step died away in the passage.

"One thing is certain,--a woman like that is altogether too impulsive for a spy." Later, in the twilight, he saw her walking in the garden.

There was a figure at her side.