Couldn't you go all around and try and persuade people to do right about this?
When I am dead, papa, then you will think of me, and do it for my sake.' 'When you are dead, Eva! Oh, child, don't talk to me so.' 'Promise me at least, father, that Tom shall have his freedom, as soon as I am gone.' 'Yes, dear, I will do anything you wish.

Only don't talk so.' Miss Ophelia and Eva had been to church together.

Miss Ophelia had gone to her room to take off her bonnet, while Eva talked to her father.
Suddenly Mr.St.Clare and his little girl heard a great noise coming from Miss Ophelia's room.

A minute later she appeared, dragging Topsy behind her.
'Come out here' she was saying.

'I will tell your master.' 'What is the matter now ?' asked Mr.St.Clare.
'The matter is that I cannot be plagued with this child any longer' said Miss Ophelia.