Except my cousin, Alfred Lorraine, I have only distant relatives, whom I scarcely know and who hardly know me." "Your cousin Lorraine?
Are you sure our interests would be safe in his hands ?" "I think so; I don't think Alfred would do anything dishonorable." "He might not with his equals.

But how many men would be bound by a sense of honor where the rights of a colored woman are in question?
Your cousin was bitterly opposed to our marriage, and I would not trust any important interests in his hands.

I do hope that in providing for our future you will make assurance doubly sure." "I certainly will, and all that human foresight can do shall be done for you and our children." "Oh," said Marie, pressing to her heart a beautiful child of six summers, "I think it would almost make me turn over in my grave to know that every grace and charm which this child possesses would only be so much added to her value as an article of merchandise." As Marie released the child from her arms she looked wonderingly into her mother's face and clung closely to her, as if to find refuge from some unseen evil.

Leroy noticed this, and sighed unconsciously, as an expression of pain flitted over his face.
"Now, Marie," he continued, "stop tormenting yourself with useless fears.

Although, with all her faults, I still love the South, I will make arrangements either to live North or go to France.