"I don't want her near me." "In the L chamber," answered the mother.
"How'll she get there ?" asked Jack.

"She'll be afraid to go through that dark passage, and she can't climb the ladder safely." "She'll have to go there; it's good enough for a nigger," was the reply.
Jack was sent on horseback to ascertain if Mag was at her home.

He returned with the testimony of Pete Greene that they were fairly departed, and that the child was intentionally thrust upon their family.
The imposition was not at all relished by Mrs.B., or the pert, haughty Mary, who had just glided into her teens.
"Show the child to bed, Jack," said his mother.

"You seem most pleased with the little nigger, so you may introduce her to her room." He went to the kitchen, and, taking Frado gently by the hand, told her he would put her in bed now; perhaps her mother would come the next night after her.
It was not yet quite dark, so they ascended the stairs without any light, passing through nicely furnished rooms, which were a source of great amazement to the child.

He opened the door which connected with her room by a dark, unfinished passage-way.