Point. At the time the judge executed those free papers to his infant slave, a judgment stood recorded against him; while that was on record he had no right to make away with his property. That judgment still exists; under it and others this estate is sold to-day. Those free papers ain't worth the sand that's on 'em.
Mrs. Pey. Zoe a slave! It is impossible!
Point. It is certain, madam; the judge was negligent, and doubtless forgot this small formality.
Scud. But the creditors will not claim the gal?
M'Closky. Excuse me; one of the principal mortgagees has made the demand.
[Exit M'Closky and Pointdexter, R. U. E.
Scud. Hold on yere, George Peyton; you sit down there. You're trembling so, you'll fall down directly. This blow has staggered me some.
Mrs. Pey. O, Zoe, my child! don't think too hardly of your poor father.
Zoe. I shall do so if you weep. See, I'm calm.
Scud. Calm as a tombstone, and with about as much life. I see it in your face.