I doubt whether Garrick himself had greater power to disguise his countenance.

If a slaveholder asks him about a slave, he is the most stolid-looking creature imaginable.

You wouldn't suppose he understood anything, or ever _could_ understand anything.

But if he meets an Abolitionist a minute after, his black face laughs all over, and his roguish eyes twinkle like diamonds, while he recounts how he 'come it' over the Southern gentleman.

That bright soul of his is a jewel set in ebony." "It seems odd that the police-officer should apply to _him_ to catch a runaway," said Mrs.Delano.
"That's the fun of it," responded Mr.Percival.