I'd jis' wish you could see her yoresef.

I heerd Marse Tom talkin' 'bout her las' night to his brudder; tellin' him she war mighty airish, but he meant to break her in." An angry curse rose to the lips of Robert, but he repressed it and muttered to himself, "Graceless scamp, he ought to have his neck stretched." Then turning to Tom, said:-- "Get her, if you possibly can, but you must be mighty mum about it." "Trus' me for dat," said Tom.
Tom was very anxious to get word to the beautiful but intractable girl who was held in durance vile by her reckless and selfish master, who had tried in vain to drag her down to his own low level of sin and shame.
But all Tom's efforts were in vain.

Finally he applied to the Commander of the post, who immediately gave orders for her release.

The next day Tom had the satisfaction of knowing that Iola Leroy had been taken as a trembling dove from the gory vulture's nest and given a place of security.

She was taken immediately to the General's headquarters.