He had never before been so deeply moved.

He groaned aloud, and, covering his face with his hands, he wept.
When Tulee, hearing the sound, crept in to see whether all was well with her mistress, she found him in that posture.

She went out silently, but when she was beyond hearing she muttered to herself, "Ise glad he's got any human feelin'." After the lapse of a few moments, he came to her, saying, "O Tulee, do you think she's going to die?
Couldn't a doctor save her ?" "No, Massa, I don't believe she's going to die," replied Tulee; "but she'll be very weak for a great while.

I don't think all the doctors in the world could do poor Missy Rosy any good.

It's her soul that's sick, Massa; and nobody but the Great Doctor above can cure that." Her words cut him like a knife; but, without any attempt to excuse the wrong he had done, he said: "I am going to Savannah for the winter.