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with slavery.

That red hair

could change a man's mind.

I'm starting at 20.

20 is bid for

Abigail Martha Hale.

Offering 14 years

of servitude.

Let them see your face, girl.

Going once, going twice.

For the third and last time...

And sixpence.

Pardon?

Man, you've an eye

like an eagle.

But I dinnae ken

your way of throwing.

Did you say something, sir?

Yes, I said, "And sixpence."

Lend me your bodkin, Fergus.

It's an Indian knife throw.

Captain Holden has

a reputation for joking.

Make your sale.

Oh, yes, sir.

Yes, sir, Mr. Garth.

Going to Mr. Garth for...

You heard my bid?

Yes, sir,

20 and sixpence.

Would your humor desert you,

Captain Holden, at 50?

50, did you hear that?

What do you know!

50 for this likely

servant maid.

Strong and willing.

Do I hear another bid?

And sixpence.

And sixpence.

50 and sixpence.

Do I hear 55?

Cash on the barrel.

Cash on the barrel.

Try another.

50 and sixpence, I'm bid.

60.

And sixpence.

60 and sixpence...

That's better.

He must be very rich

or very interested.

He hasn't even looked at me.

60 and sixpence

for this rare gem.

Smile, you little scut.

Do I hear another bid?

Yes.

65.

And sixpence.

It's 65 and sixpence.

Hey, Chris,

the game's getting

a wee bit rough.

Here's your coat.

Do I hear 70? You will not

see the likes of this maid

in all His Majesty's colonies.

You seem to want this girl.

The Ohio country

won't be a healthy place

for a white woman

when the Indians get these

toys you're bringing them.

Usual trade goods.

Usual?

What you've got aboard

the brig Minerva

and the ship Paragon?

It might pay you

to mind your own business.

I found that out

from one of your Senecas

on the Catawba Trail.

You met one of

the bad shots.

70.

70.

That one will never learn

to shoot any better.

And sixpence.

I hear 70

and another sixpence.

Have a closer look, gentlemen.

Skin soft as satin.

Cheerful as a meadowlark.

Muskets.

That's guns in there.

They're all new.

Even this ship is loaded

with your usual trade goods.

Indians don't trade

furs for Bibles.

They don't trade

for bond slaves, either.

What are your plans for her?

Field hand

on your plantation?

I apologize

for Mr. Garth, ma'am.

In Virginia we use

dirt to grow tobacco

and bury our dead.

We don't like

your kind of dirt, Mr. Garth.

Watch out.

No, gentlemen, no.

Not on my ship.

You are quite right,

Captain Brooks.

His purse.

Perhaps someday he'll come

west of the Alleghenies.

Dueling code is very different

in the Ohio country.

70 and sixpence is bid,

gentlemen, for this

dainty little package.

Look at her slender form,

the tilt of her head.

You, sir, would you care

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