Behind the house are a barn and the old slave quarters, which were built around the year 1853.

The oldest slave was getting suspicious of so many questions.

The old slave had been a noted philosopher, in his day, among many other things.

Not once in thirty years had the old slave used his true name.

Oh yes, the old slave had been a great dancer, in his day, among many other things.

The old slave didn't seem to understand, and hurried off.

The old slave flapped her hands, but she seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Most of the older slaves seemed to expect no trouble finding them.

We lived in four rooms together, with an old slave to do the porter's work, and had a very happy time, all considered.

This is the way I heard it from the old slaves, okay?