Our nig, or, sketches from the life of a free black, in a two-story white house, North showing that slavery's shadows fall even there by Harriet E. Wilson
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Jane answered that she had enjoyed his com-
pany much; she had seen nothing offensive in his manner or appearance; that she was under no obligations which forbade her receiving let- ters from him as a friend and acquaintance. George was puzzled by the reply. He wrote to Aunt Abby, and from her learned all. He could not see Jane thus sacrificed, without mak- ing an effort to rescue her. Another visit fol- lowed. George heard Jane say she preferred HIM. He then conferred with Henry at his home. It was not a pleasant subject to talk upon. To be thus supplanted, was not to be thought of. He would sacrifice everything but his inheritance to secure his betrothed. "And so you are the cause of her late cold- ness towards me. Leave! I will talk no more about it; the business is settled between us; there it will remain," said Henry. "Have you no wish to know the real state of Jane's affections towards you?" asked George. "No! Go, I say! go!" and Henry opened the door for him to pass out. He retired to Aunt Abby's. Henry soon fol- lowed, and presented his cause to Mrs. Bellmont. |
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