ShowingtheFeelingsofLivingPropertyonChangingOwners
Mr。andMrs。Shelbyhadretiredtotheirapartmentforthenight。Hewaslounginginalargeeasy-chair，lookingoversomelettersthathadcomeintheafternoonmail，andshewasstandingbeforehermirror，brushingoutthecomplicatedbraidsandcurlsinwhichElizahadarrangedherhair；for，noticingherpalecheeksandhaggardeyes，shehadexcusedherattendancethatnight，andorderedhertobed。Theemployment，naturallyenough，suggestedherconversationwiththegirlinthemorning；andturningtoherhusband，shesaid，carelessly，
“Bytheby，Arthur，whowasthatlow-bredfellowthatyouluggedintoourdinner-tabletoday？”
“Haleyishisname，”saidShelby，turninghimselfratheruneasilyinhischair，andcontinuingwithhiseyesfixedonaletter。
“Haley！Whoishe，andwhatmaybehisbusinesshere，pray？”