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t back, if there is no danger.' He went, and I have not seen him since." "Is this so? Why didn't you tell me before?" "Because, father, I did not wish to make you anxious. But now, if you will let Toby go----" "I'll go myself!" said the old man, starting up. "My staff, Toby! When I was out, I heard voices in the direction of the school-house,--I felt then a presentiment that something was happening to Penn. I can control the mob,--I can save him, if it is not too late." He grasped the staff Toby put into his hand. "O, father!" said the agitated girl; "are you able?" "Able, child? You shall see how strong I am when our friend is in danger." "Let me go, then, and guide you!" she exclaimed, glad he was so resolved, yet unwilling to trust him out of her sight. "No, daughter. Toby will be eyes for me. Yet I scarcely need even him. I can find my way as well as he can in the dark." The negro opened the door, and was leading out the blind old minister, when the light from within fell upon a singular object approaching the house. It started back again, like some guilty thing; but Toby had seen it. Toby uttered a shriek. "De debil! de debil hisself, massa!" and he pulled the old man back hurriedly into the house. "The devil, Toby? What do you mean?" demanded Mr. Villars. "O, laws, bress ye, massa, ye hain't got no eyes, and ye can't see!" said Toby, shutting the door in his fright, and rolling his eyes wildly. "It's de bery debil! he's come for dis niggah dis time, sartin'. Cos I, cos I 'pealed to him, as you said, massa! cos I's got de habit ob speakin' his name widout no kind o' respec'!" And he stood bracing himself, with his back against the door, as if determined that not even that powerful individual himself should get in. "You poor old simpleton!" said Mr. Villars, "there is no fiend except in your own imagination. Open the door!" "No, no, massa! He's dar! he's dar! He'll cotch old Toby, shore!" And the terrified black held the latch and pushed with all his might. "What did he see, Virginia?" "I don't know, father! There was certainly somebody, or something,--I could not distinguish what." "It's what I tell ye!" gibbered Toby. "I seed de great coarse har on his speckled legs, and de wings on his back, and a right smart bag in his hand to put dis niggah in!" "It might have been Carl," said Virginia. "No, no! Carl don't hab sech legs as dem ar! Carl don't hab sech great big large e
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