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172             UNCLE TOM'S CABIN; OR
" And what '11 thee do, when thee gets there ? Thee must think about that, my daughter."
" My daughter," came naturally from the lips of Rachel Halliday; for hers was just the face and form that made " mother " seem the most natural word in the world.
Eliza's hands trembled, and some tears fell on her fine work; but she answered, firmly, —
" I shall do — anything I can find. I hope I can find something."
"Thee knows thee can stay here, as long as thee pleases," said Rachel.
" Oh, thank you," said Eliza, " but" — she pointed to Harry — "I can't sleep nights ; I can't rest. Last night I dreamed I saw that man coming into the yard," she said, shuddering.
" Poor child! " said Rachel, wiping her eyes; " but thee must n't feel so. The Lord hath ordered it so that never hath a fugitive been stolen from our village. I trust thine will not be the first."
The door here opened, and a little, short, round, pin-cushiony woman stood at the door, with a cheery, bloom­ing face, like a ripe apple. She was dressed, like Rachel, in sober gray, with the muslin folded neatly across her round, plump little chest.
" Ruth Stedman," said Rachel, coming joyfully for­ward ; " how is thee, Ruth ?' she said, heartily taking both her hands.
" Nicely," said Ruth, taking off her little drab bonnet, and dusting it with her handkerchief, displaying, as she did so, a round little head, on which the Quaker cap sat with a sort of jaunty air, despite all the stroking and pat­ting of the small fat hands, which were busily applied to arranging it. Certain stray locks of decidedly curling hair, too, had escaped here and there, and had to be coaxed and cajoled into their place again; and then the new-comer, who might have been five-and-twenty, turned from the small looking-glass, before which she had been