glance of his gray eye, directed at Tom, '' I'm your church now! You understand,you've got to be as I say."
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Something within the silent black man answered No! and, as if repeated by an invisible voice, came the words of an old prophetic scroll, as Eva had often read them to him,"Fear not! for I have redeemed thee. I have called thee by my name. Thou art MINE "
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But Simon Legree heard no voice. That voice is one he never shall hear. He only glared for a moment on the downcast face of Tom, and walked off. He took Tom's trunk, which contained a very neat and abundant wardrobe, to the forecastle, where it was soon surrounded by various hands of the boat. With much laughing, at the expense of niggers who tried to be gentlemen, the articles very readily were sold to one and another, and the empty trunk finally put up at auction. It was a good joke, they all thought, especially to see how Tom looked after his things, as they were going this way and that; and then the auction of the trunk, that was funnier than all, and occasioned abundant witticisms.
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This little affair being over, Simon sauntered up again to his property.
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"Now, Tom, I've relieved you of any extra baggage, you see. Take mighty good care of them clothes. It'll be long enough 'fore you get more. I go in for making niggers careful; one suit has to do for one year, on my place."
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Simon next walked up to the place where Emmeline was sitting, chained to another woman.
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"Well, my dear," he said, chucking her under the chin, "Keep up your spirits."
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The involuntary look of horror, fright and aversion, with which the girl regarded him, did not escape his eye. He frowned fiercely.
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"None o' your shines, gal! you 's got to keep a pleasant face, when I speak to ye,d' ye hear? And you, you old yellow poco moonshine!" he said, giving a shove to the mulatto woman to whom Emmeline was chained, "don't you carry that sort of face! You 's got to look chipper, I tell ye!"
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"I say, all on ye," he said retreating a pace or two back, "look at me,look at me,look me right in the eye, straight, now!" said he, stamping his foot at every pause.
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