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"Atufal, will you ask my pardon, now?" The black was silent. "Again, master," murmured the servant, with bitter upbraiding eyeing hiscountryman, "Again, master; he will bend to master yet." "Answer," said Don Benito, still averting his glance, "say but the oneword, _pardon_, and your chains shall be off." Upon this, the black, slowly raising both arms, let them lifelesslyfall, his links clanking, his head bowed; as much as to say, "no, I amcontent." "Go," said Don Benito, with inkept and unknown emotion. Deliberately as he had come, the black obeyed. "Excuse me, Don Benito," said Captain Delano, "but this scene surprisesme; what means it, pray?" "It means that that n***o alone, of all the band, has given me peculiarcause of offense. I have put him in chains; I—" Here he paused; hi