He gave up sleeping in his bed, and lay all night on the mat outside her door.
One day Eva made her aunt cut off a lot of her beautiful hair.

Then she called all the slaves together, said good-bye to them, and gave them each a curl of her hair as a keepsake.

They all cried very much, and said they would never forget her, and would try to be good for her sake.
A few nights later Miss Ophelia came quickly to Tom, as he lay on the mat outside Eva's door.

'Go, Tom,' she said, 'go as fast as you can for the doctor.' Tom ran.

But in the morning little Eva lay on her bed, cold and white, with closed eyes and folded hands.
She had gone to God.
Mr.St.Clare was very, very unhappy for a long time after Eva died.