'Massa, oh massa, I done it! it's me dat killed him!'
'I know you did, you d—— ——. Get out of my sight.'
'Oh, massa,' sobbed the woman, falling on her knees, 'I'se so sorry; oh, forgib me!'
'Go to ——, you —— ——, that's the place for you,' said the Colonel, striking the kneeling woman with his foot, and felling her to the floor.
Unwilling to see or hear more, I left the master with the slave. A quarter of a mile through the woods brought me to the cabin of the old negress where Scip lodged. I rapped at the door, and was admitted by the old woman. Scip, nearly asleep, was lying on a pile of blankets in the corner.
'Are you mad?' I said to him. 'The Colonel is frantic with rage, and swears he will kill you. You must be off at once.'
'No, no, massa; neber fear; I knows him. He'd keep his word, ef he loss his life by it. I'm gwine afore sunrise; till den I'm safe.'
Of the remainder of that night, more hereafter.