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Why, I invited him; I had some accounts with him, said Shelby.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)Is he a negro-trader? said Mrs.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long) Shelby, noticing a certain embarrassment in her husbands manner.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)Why, my dear, what put that into your head? said Shelby, looking up.Nothing,only Eliza came in here, after dinner, in a great worry, crying and taking on, and said you were talking with a trader, and that she heard him make an offer for her boythe ridiculous little goose!She did, hey? said Mr. Shelby, returning to his paper, which he seemed for a few moments quite intent upon, not perceiving that he was holding it bottom upwards.It will have to come out, said he, mentally; as well now as ever.I told Eliza, said Mrs. Shelby, as she continued brushing her hair, that she was a little fool for her pains, and that you never had anything to do with that sort of persons. Of course, I knew you never meant to sell any of our people,least of all, to such a fellow.d1
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Why, I invited him; I had some accounts with him, said Shelby.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)Is he a negro-trader? said Mrs.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long) Shelby, noticing a certain embarrassment in her husbands manner.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)Why, my dear, what put that into your head? said Shelby, looking up.Nothing,only Eliza came in here, after dinner, in a great worry, crying and taking on, and said you were talking with a trader, and that she heard him make an offer for her boythe ridiculous little goose!She did, hey? said Mr. Shelby, returning to his paper, which he seemed for a few moments quite intent upon, not perceiving that he was holding it bottom upwards.It will have to come out, said he, mentally; as well now as ever.I told Eliza, said Mrs. Shelby, as she continued brushing her hair, that she was a little fool for her pains, and that you never had anything to do with that sort of persons. Of course, I knew you never meant to sell any of our people,least of all, to such a fellow.d1
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