Chapters (27)
| HENRY | I don’t want no part of this! |
| LEADER |
You followed the sign; you have been called! |
| HENRY |
Any fool knows a mockingbird when he hears one—and that weren’t no mockingbird! |
| LEADER | (Threatening.) |
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Are you prepared to slay our oppressors, male and female, when it is deemed time, according to the plans of insurrection drawn up and approved by members present? |
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| HENRY |
I’m against the white man much as all of you—but murder? “Thou shalt not kill,” saith the Commandments. |
| LEADER | Who made your master? |
| HENRY | God. |
| LEADER | And who made you? |
| HENRY | God. |
| LEADER |
Then aren’t you as good as your master if God made you both? |
| HENRY | I’m not a vengeful man. |
| LEADER |
But our Lord is a vengeful God. “Whoever steals a man,” He says, “whether he sells him or is found in possession of him, shall be put to death.” |
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Who is not with us is against us. You answered the call. If you turn back now . . . |
HENRY slowly lifts his head, squares his shoulders, and remains frozen in the spotlight while the LEADER speaks to AUGUSTUS.
| LEADER | He was brought to reason. |
| CONSPIRATORS | Selah. |
| LEADER |
So the one becomes many and the many, one. Hence our password: “May Fate be with you— |
| CONSPIRATORS | And with us all!” |
| AUGUSTUS | Now I see who you are. |
| LEADER |
Augustus Newcastle: are you prepared to slay our oppressors, male and female, when it is deemed time, according to the plans of insurrection drawn up and approved by members present? |
| AUGUSTUS | I am. |
| LEADER | Enter your name in the Book of Redemption! |
AUGUSTUS signs the book.
| CONSPIRATORS | Selah! Selah! |
| AUGUSTUS | Tell me what to do. |
| LEADER |
You’ll need a second-in-command. Report your choice to us; we will send out the sign. |
Turning to the group.
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My brothers, it is time to be free! Maps are being prepared of the city and its surroundings along with the chief points of attack. Bullets wait in kegs under the dock. Destiny calls! |
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| CONSPIRATORS | Amen! |
| LEADER |
There are barrels of gun powder stacked in a cave outside Dawson’s Plantation. Our Toby has been busy— |
CONSPIRATORS nod and laugh in consent.
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but he cannot risk further expeditions. Henry Blake! |
HENRY steps forward.
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Your owner praised you in the marketplace as the most trustworthy nigger he ever had the fortune of owning. Now it is up to you to put your master’s trust to the test. |
HENRY bows his head in assent, steps back into the group.