The Christian Slave
Harriet Beecher Stowe
Boston: Phillips, Sampson, 1855

SCENE XI.—The Dining-room.

Legree. [Solus.]

  It 's all that Tom, I know! Did n't I see the old wretch lifting up his old black hands, praying? I hate him! I HATE him! And is n't he mine? Is he not MINE? Can't I do what I like with him? Who is to hinder, I wonder? I 'll try once more to-morrow. If I don't catch them—I 'll see what I 'll do!