1 But Simon Legree heard no voice.
2 He won't, Simon; you don't know this kind.
3 "I'd like to see Simon Legree doing that," said Cassy.
4 "Why, yes, I may say so," said Simon, with a hearty laugh.
5 This little affair being over, Simon sauntered up again to his property.
6 Meanwhile, Simon turned on his heel, and marched up to the bar of the boat for a dram.
7 Simon next walked up to the place where Emmeline was sitting, chained to another woman.
8 As by a fascination, every eye was now directed to the glaring greenish-gray eye of Simon.
9 Simon rode on, however, apparently well pleased, occasionally pulling away at a flask of spirit, which he kept in his pocket.
10 Use up, and buy more, 's my way;-makes you less trouble, and I'm quite sure it comes cheaper in the end; and Simon sipped his glass.'
11 In the wagon was seated Simon Legree and the two women, still fettered together, were stowed away with some baggage in the back part of it, and the whole company were seeking Legree's plantation, which lay a good distance off.
12 Mr. Simon Legree, Tom's master, had purchased slaves at one place and another, in New Orleans, to the number of eight, and driven them, handcuffed, in couples of two and two, down to the good steamer Pirate, which lay at the levee, ready for a trip up the Red River.