any of my slaves, least of all Tom. He has been with me since he was a
little boy.'

'Oh very well,' said Haley, 'I shall sell your house and lands, as I
said I should.'

Mr. Shelby could not bear to think of that, so he agreed to let Haley
have Tom. He made him promise, however, not to sell Tom again except to
a kind master.

'Very well,' said Haley, 'but Tom isn't enough. I must have another
slave.'

Just at this moment a little boy came dancing into the room where Mr.
Shelby and Haley were talking.

He was a pretty, merry little fellow, the son of a slave called Eliza,
who was Mrs. Shelby's maid.

'There now,' said Haley, 'give me that little chap, as well as Tom, and
we will say no more about the money you owe me.'

'I can't,' said Mr. Shelby. 'My wife is very fond of Eliza, and would
never hear of having Harry sold.'

'Oh, very well,' said Haley once more, 'I must just sell your house.'

So again Mr. Shelby gave in, and Haley went away with the promise that
next morning Uncle Tom and little Harry should be given to him, to be
his slaves.