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Chapter 8
"Yes,master,andsoIdid;andoverseersaidhewouldgetanothersizeforyou,ifyouwantedthem,whenhecamebackfromthefield."
Tibeatswalkedtothekeg,lookedamomentatthecontents,thenkickeditviolently. Comingtowardsmeinagreatpassion,heexclaimed,
"G—dd—nyou!Ithoughtyouknowedsomething."
Imadeanswer: "Itriedtodoasyoutoldme,master. Ididn’tmeananythingwrong. Overseersaid—" ButheinterruptedmewithsuchafloodofcursesthatIwasunabletofinishthesentence. Atlengthherantowardsthehouse,andgoingtothepiazza,tookdownoneoftheoverseer’swhips. Thewhiphadashortwoodenstock,braidedoverwithleather,andwasloadedatthebutt. Thelashwasthreefeetlong,orthereabouts,andmadeofraw-hidestrands.
AtfirstIwassomewhatfrightened,andmyimpulsewastorun. TherewasnooneaboutexceptRachel,thecook,andChapin’swife,andneitherofthemweretobeseen. Therestwereinthefield. Iknewheintendedtowhipme,anditwasthefirsttimeanyonehadattempteditsincemyarrivalatAvoyelles. Ifelt,moreover,thatIhadbeenfaithful—thatIwasguiltyofnowrongwhatever,anddeservedcommendationratherthanpunishment. Myfearchangedtoanger,andbeforehereachedmeIhadmadeupmymindfullynottobewhipped,lettheresultbelifeordeath.
Windingthelasharoundhishand,andtakingholdofthesmallendofthestock,hewalkeduptome,andwithamalignantlook,orderedmetostrip.
"MasterTibeats"saidI,lookinghimboldlyintheface,"Iwillnot."