_Coffin's Point, Nov. 12._ There had been so much delay and
uncertainty over our arrival that Rose had gone home, but Rodwell
stopped to tell her we had come as he went down with the cart, and she
exclaimed, "Pray day come for me go see Miss Hayiut." In the morning
she came early into my chamber, bright and eager. I knew Robert was
black as the ace of spades, but they both of them did look blacker
than anything I ever saw before, but it was good to see them.
The next group of extracts is again occupied with the everyday events
of plantation life.