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At this point in the story, she touched his arm, and with a face perfectly white with interest, said, “Do you know the names of the people he bought her of?” “A man of the name of Simmons, I think, was the principal in the transaction. At least, I think that was the name on the bill of sale.” “O my God!” said Cassy, and fell insensible on the floor of the cabin. George was wide awake now, and so was Madame de Thoux. Though neither of them could conjecture what was the cause of Cassy’s fainting, still they made all the tumult which is proper in such cases;- George upsetting a wash-pitcher, and breaking two tumblers, in the warmth of his humanity; and various ladies in the cabin, hearing that somebody had fainted, crowded the stateroom door, and kept out all the air they possibly could, so that, on the whole, everything was done that could be expected. Poor Cassy! when she recovered, turned her face to the wall, and wept and sobbed like a child,- perhaps, mother, you can tell what she was thinking of! Per- haps you cannot,- but she felt as sure, in that hour, that God had had mercy on her, and that she should see her daughter,- as she did, months afterwards,- when- but we anticipate. |
