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EXPERIENCES IN THE LIFE OF A SLAVE GIRL BY TRINITY GIDDINGS
Liverpool, England, October, 1863.
Rebel general wasn’t what I’d expected.
I’d felt a poke of apprehension and no little embarrassment as Lady Alice spotted him with her uncle and crossed the street to intercept them. Anxiety became astonishment when Jubal de Brooke ignored Lady Alice and spoke directly to me, apparently as an equal. Whether this was proper courtesy or sarcastic mockery, I couldn’t yet decide.
Then he said he was pleased that I was free and I couldn’t let that pass. So I collected my wits and gave him a flinty look, like I was fixing to scold him and asked him why he said that.
He flinched under my words. Yes he did! Perhaps it was wrong of me, but I did so relish the sweetness of that moment. A slave girl
