There were two or three free negro families in the vicinity of the Raymond place, but there had been no intercourse between them and the neighboring slaves. It was to these people that Viney now turned in anger against her own friends. It first amounted to a few visits back and forth, and then, either because the association became more intimate or because she was instigated to it by her new companions, she refused to have anything more to do with the Raymond servants. Boldly and without concealment she shut the door in Mandy's face, and, hearing this, few of the others gave her a similar chance. Ben remonstrated with her, and she answered him: "No, suh! I ain' goin' 'sociate wid slaves! I's free!" "But you cuttin' out yo' own husban'." "Dat's diff'ent. I's jined to my husban'." And then petulantly: "I do wish you'd hu'y up an' git yo' free papahs, Ben." "Dey'll be a long time a-comin'," he said; "yeahs f'om now. Mebbe I'd abettah got mine fust." She looked up at him with a quick, suspicious glance. When she was alone again she took her papers and carefully hid them. "I's free," she whispered to herself, "an' I don' expec' to nevah be a slave no mo'." She was further excited by the moving North of one of the free families with which she had been associated. The emigrants had painted glowing pictures of the Eldorado to which they were going, and now Viney's only talk in the evening was of the glories of the North. Ben would listen to her unmoved, until one night she said: "You ought to go North when you gits yo' papahs." Then he had answered her, with kindling eyes: "No, I won't go Nawth! I was bo'n an' raised in de Souf, an' in de Souf I stay ontwell I die. Ef I have to go Nawth to injoy my freedom I won't have it. I'll quit wo'kin fu' it." Ben was positive, but he felt uneasy, and the next day he told his master of the whole matter, and Mr. Raymond went down to talk to Viney. She met him with a determination that surprised and angered him. To everything he said to her she made but one answer: "I's got my free papahs an' I's a-goin' Nawth." Finally her former master left her with the remark: "Well, I don't care where you go, but I'm sorry for Ben. He was a fool for working for you. You don't half deserve such a man." "I won' have him long," she flung after him, with a laugh. The opposition with which she had met seemed to have made her more obstinate, and in spite of all Ben could do, she began to make preparations to leave him. The money for the chickens and eggs had been growing and was to have gone toward her husband's ransom, but she finally sold all her laying hens to increase the amount. Then she calmly announced to her husband: "I's got money enough an' I's a-goin' Nawth next week. You kin stay down hyeah an' be a slave ef you want to, but I's a-goin' Nawth." "Even ef I wanted to go Nawth you know I ain' half paid out yit."