trick had been played upon him purposely.
After he had given vent to his anger some little time, Friend Hopper
asked for a private interview with him. When they were alone together in the parlor, he said, ‘I admit this was an intentional trick; but I had what seemed to me good reasons for resorting to it. In the first place, thou didst not keep the agreement made with me, but sought to gain an unfair advantage.
In the next place, I knew that man was thy own son; and I think any person who is so unfeeling as to make traffic of his own flesh and blood, deserves to be tricked out of the chance to do it.’
‘What if he is my son?’
rejoined the Virginian
‘I've as good a right to sell my own flesh and blood as that of any other person.
If I choose to do it, it is none of your business.’
He opened the door, and beckoning to his friend, who was in waiting, he said, ‘Hopper
admits this was all a trick to set the slave free.’
Then turning to Friend Hopper
, he added, ‘You admit it was a trick, don't you?’
‘Thou and I will talk that matter over by ourselves,’ he replied.
‘The presence of a third person is not always convenient.’
went off in a violent passion, and forgetting that he was not in Virginia
, he rushed into the houses of several colored people, knocked them about, overturned their beds, and broke their furniture,