Двенадцать лет рабства
Chapter 8
Oneofhiscompanionsthensteppedforward,swearingifImadetheleastresistancehewouldbreakmyhead—hewouldtearmelimbfromlimb—hewouldcutmyblackthroat—andgivingwidescopetoothersimilarexpressions. Perceivinganyimportunityaltogethervain,Icrossedmyhands,submittinghumblytowhateverdispositiontheymightpleasetomakeofme. ThereuponTibeatstiedmywrists,drawingtheropearoundthemwithhisutmoststrength. Thenheboundmyanklesinthesamemanner. Inthemeantimetheothertwohadslippedacordwithinmyelbows,runningitacrossmyback,andtyingitfirmly. Itwasutterlyimpossibletomovehandorfoot. WitharemainingpieceofropeTibeatsmadeanawkwardnoose,andplaceditaboutmyneck.
"Now,then,"inquiredoneofTibeats’companions,"whereshallwehangthenigger?"
Oneproposedsuchalimb,extendingfromthebodyofapeachtree,nearthespotwherewewerestanding. Hiscomradeobjectedtoit,allegingitwouldbreak,andproposedanother. Finallytheyfixeduponthelatter.
Duringthisconversation,andallthetimetheywerebindingme,Iutterednotaword. OverseerChapin,duringtheprogressofthescene,waswalkinghastilybackandforthonthepiazza. Rachelwascryingbythekitchendoor,andMrs.Chapinwasstilllookingfromthewindow. Hopediedwithinmyheart. Surelymytimehadcome. Ishouldneverbeholdthelightofanotherday—neverbeholdthefacesofmychildren—thesweetanticipationIhadcherishedwithsuchfondness.