"She might ha' waited till you see me befo' she say anyting about it," remarked the old woman.
"Never mind that, Auntie," replied the Doctor, who knew the old woman's jealous disposition and wanted to pacify her. "Has Elsy been here yet?"
"No sah," she replied, "I aint seen her since mornin'."
"She will be here directly, then," he remarked, and seating himself the Doctor waited the arrival of Elsy.
"Come here my little man," said Harry, who had been sitting on the bed during the dialogue between the old slave and her master.
The child walked up to him and placed his arms on Harry's knees.
"What is your name," enquired the young man, lifting the child up on his knees.
"My name is Alf," he replied.
"Alf what?" asked Harry.