And now, perhaps, if you
would be good enough to speak about it to missis, she would feel like
going on with it. Seeing it was Mas'r St. Clare's wish, she might.'
'I'll speak for you, Tom, and do my best,' said Miss Ophelia. 'I haven't
much hope, but I will try.'
So Miss Ophelia asked Mrs. St. Clare to set Tom free.
'Indeed, I shall do no such thing,' she replied. 'Tom is worth more than
any of the other slaves. I couldn't afford to lose so much money.
Besides, what does he want with his freedom? He is a great deal better
off as he is.'
'But he does want it very much,' replied Miss Ophelia. 'And his master
promised it to him.'
'I dare say he does want it,' replied Mrs. St. Clare. 'They all want it.
Just because they are a discontented set, always wanting what they
haven't got.'
'But Tom is so good and gentle, and such a splendid worker. If you sell
him there is the chance of his getting a bad master.'
'Oh, I have no fear about that. Most masters are good, in spite of all
the talk people make about it,' replied Mrs. St. Clare.
'Well', said Miss Ophelia at last, 'I know it was one of the last wishes
of your husband that Tom should have his freedom. He promised dear
little Eva that he should have it. I think you ought to do it.'
Then Mrs. St. Clare began to cry, and say every one was unkind to her,
and Miss Ophelia saw it was no use saying anything more.
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