Legree had had the slumbering moral elements in him roused by his encounters with Tom, - roused, only to be resisted by the determinate force of evil; but still there was a thrill and commotion of the dark, inner world, produced by every word, or prayer, or hymn, that reacted in superstitious dread.
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