` Let me see him . ' His cheeks were crimson , and his eye flashed fire at the thought that Legree had dared to treat dear Uncle Tom so badly . ` He is in that shed , ' said a little fellow who was holding George Shelby 's horse . George , without saying another word , hurried to the place to which the little boy pointed . As he entered the shed , his head felt giddy and his heart sick . Uncle Tom lay on a heap of straw on the floor , still and quiet . ` Oh , dear Uncle Tom , ' cried George as he knelt beside him , ` dear Uncle Tom , do wake -- do speak once more . Here 's Mas ' r George -- your own little Mas ' r George . Do n't you know me ? ' ` Mas ' r George ! ' said Tom , opening his eyes , and speaking in a feeble voice . ` Mas ' r George ? it is -- it is . It 's all I wanted . They have n't forgot me . It warms my soul ; it does my old heart good . Now I shall die content . ' ` You sha n't die ! you must n't die , nor think of it . I 've come to buy you and take you home , ' said George , and the tears came into his eyes as he bent over poor Uncle Tom .
` Oh , Mas ' r XXXXX , ye 're too late .
George Legree Mas Shelby Tom boy eye fire heart horse