She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. From the threshold she looked her accuser steadily and coldly in the face. " "Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. It was horrible, but she must do it. White men and natives dealt conveniently at Copeley's. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that project. And it hampers us.
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