Publisher's Synopsis
-That is poor Agnes' baby.- -Agnes' baby? Why, I didn't know that Agnes had a baby. Do let me see it?- Tenderly the grandmother unfolded the wrappings, and presented the little stranger. He was a beautiful babe, whose golden hair, bright blue eyes and fair complexion showed no trace of the outcast blood in his veins. -Oh, how beautiful!- said Camilla; -surely this can't be Agnes' baby. He is just as white as I am, and his eyes-what a beautiful blue-and his hair, why it is really lovely.- -He is very pretty, Miss, but after all he is only a slave.- A slave.
