The Sea-Witch - Or, the African Quadroon : a Story of the Slave Coast by Maturin Murray Ballou
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"But it is only a few hours since you were giving witness against me." "That is true; but bless you, sir, there has been a great change in matters since that." "So I thought, by the movements I observed, though I did not understand them." "Hist! speak low, sir," said the other, "and while I am talking to you, just let me, at the same time, be filing off these steel ornaments upon your wrists!" "File them off? Well, then, you must, indeed, be a friend," said the prisoner. "Leave me to prove that. Sit here, so the light will fall on them, with your back this way, that will keep the light from showing between decks. So, that is it." "But what was it made your voice and the sound of your name affect me so this morning? I could not divest myself of the feeling that, I had heard it somewhere before." "Heard it? bless you, sir, I rather think you have heard it before," said the fellow, as he worked industriously with his file upon the handcuffs. "Well, where, and when; and under what circumstances?" asked the prisoner, curiously. |
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