"This is insupportable!" thought I. "I wonder he did not bring his two
daughters with him. That would have completed my annoyance."
"You will want my assistance with that _coquin_," said Menou, quietly.
"We will arrange every thing to-day; to-morrow my son will be here; and
the day after you will go home with me."
I said nothing. What would have been the use if I had? I was no longer
my own master. This unaccountable Creole had evidently taken the
direction of my affairs entirely into his own hands.
My poor negroes and negresses were crying and laughing for joy, and
gazing at me with expectant looks. I bid then go to their huts; that I
would have them called when I wanted them.
"D--n those blackies!" said Mr Bleaks as they walked away: "they want
the whip; it's too long since they've had it."
Without replying to his remark, I told old Sybille to fetch Beppo and
Mirza, and signed to the overseer to leave me. He showed no disposition
to obey.
"This looks like an examination," said he sneeringly, "and I shall take
leave to be present at it."
"None of your insolence, Mr Bleaks," said I; "be so good as to take
yourself off and wait my orders."
"And none of your fine airs," replied the Mister. "We're in a free
country, and you ain't got a nigger afore ye."
This was rather more than I could stomach.
"Mr Bleaks," said I, "from this hour you are no longer in my employment.
Your engagement is out on the 1st of July; you shall be paid up to that
date."
"I don't set a foot over the threshold till I have received the amount
of my salary and advances," replied the man dryly.
"Bring me your account," said I. My blood was beginning to boil at the
fellow's cool impudence.
Bleaks called to his wife, who presently came to the room door. They
exchanged a few words, and she went away again. Meanwhile I opened my
portmanteau, and ran my eye over some accounts, letters, and receipts.
Before I had finished, Mrs Bleaks reappeared with the account-books,
which she laid upon the table, and planting herself, with arms akimbo,
in the middle of the room, seemed prepared to witness whatever passed.
Her husband lounged into the next apartment and brought a couple of
chairs, upon which he and his better half seated themselves. Truly,
thought I, our much-cherished liberty and equality have sometimes their
inconveniences and disagreeables.
"The 20th December, twenty-five bales cotton, four hogsheads tobacco in
leaf, del
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