human
This was enough, however, for Hayward, who is a man of few words and swift action. He was unarmed, but carried a heavy-handled whip, with this he instantly felled the slave-owner and one of his men to the ground before they had time to wink, but the third man drew a pistol, and, pointing it straight at the doctor's head, would have blown out his brains if the landlord had not turned the weapon aside and tripped the man up. Before he could recover Hayward had swung the girl on his horse, leaped into the saddle, and dashed off at full speed. He did not draw rein till he carried her over the frontier into Canada, and had placed her beyond the reach of her enemies.
gpt
Brayvo! the doctor,
human
Then he found, continued Tomlin,
gpt
Ah, poor thing, said Mitford;
human
Not at all, returned Tomlin,
gpt
How--what then about that splendid wife that he's got in the after-cabin _now_?
human
That's her. That's Eva, the quadroon. She's not only as white as Mrs Massey or Mrs Mitford there, but she's been educated and brought up as a lady and among ladies, besides having the spirit of a _real_ lady, which many a born one hasn't got at all.
gpt
Not a drop of black blood in her body!
human
An' what if there was? demanded Slag, in a tone of indignation.
gpt
D'ee think that white blood is worth more than black blood in the eyes o' the Almighty as made 'em both?