"
"It makes my blood boil," he said, "to think that this Northern scum
is actually in our neighborhood, and might be at our doors but for
my brave nephew. Thanks to him, they met a righteous reception on
this plantation; thanks to him, in all probability, we are not now
weltering in our blood, with the roof that shelters us blazing over
our heads. If those marauders had found us unprotected, young woman,
you would have rued the day. Their capacity for evil is only
equalled by their opportunities. If your cousin had not flamed after
them like an avenging sword you might have cried loudly enough for
the one of whom, in your fit of unseemly petulance, you can speak so
slightingly. I advise you to go to your room and thank Heaven for
your escape."
"Uncle, are the people of the North savages?"
"Its soldiers are worse than savages. Have you not heard me express
my opinion of them over and over again? Go to your room, and when
you appear again, I trust it will be with the meekness and
submission becoming in a young woman.
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