said Tom one day . ` Evangeline St. Clare , ' said the little girl ; ` though papa and everybody else call me Eva . Now , what 's your name ? ' ` My name 's Tom . The little chil ` en at my old home used to call me Uncle Tom . ' ` Then I mean to call you Uncle Tom , because , you see , I like you , ' said Eva . ` So , Uncle Tom , where are you going ? ' ' I do n't know , Miss Eva . ' ` Do n't know ? ' said Eva . ` No . I 'm going to be sold to somebody . I do n't know who . ' ` My papa can buy you , said Eva quickly . ` If he buys you you will have good times . I mean to ask him to , this very day . ' ` Thank you , my little lady , ' said Tom . Just at this moment , the boat stopped at a small landing-place to take in some wood . Eva heard her father 's voice , and ran away to speak to him . Tom too rose and walked to the side .
He was allowed XXXXX go about now without chains .
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