"You took me a fatherless, impoverished, and friendless orphan," she
said, struggling to command her voice, "when others, who live in what
may be called affluence compared to your state, chose to forget me;
and may Heaven in its goodness bless you for it! The little I have
done, will never pay you for that one act of kindness. I like not your
manner of life; it is different from the ways of my childhood, and it
is different from my wishes; still, had you not led this sweet and
unoffending lady from her friends, I should never have quitted you,
until you yourself had said, Go, and the blessing of God go with
you!'"
"The act was not wise, but it is repented of; and so far as it can be
done, in safety, it shall be repaired. Now, speak freely, will you
tarry, or will you go?"
"I have promised the lady," said Ellen, dropping her eyes again to the
earth, "not to leave her; and after she has received so much wrong
from our hands, she may have a right to claim that I keep my word."
"Take the cords from the young man," said Ishmael.
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