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Colonel Sherburn he tossed his pistol on to the ground, and turned around on his heels and walked off.

 

“How are you on the deef and dumb, Bilgewater?”

 

I didn’t wait, but shoved out and paddled away easy. I tied up in the old place, and reckoned I would sleep in the canoe.

 

“I ain’ got nuffn but a coase comb en a piece o’ paper, en a juice-harp; but I reck’n dey wouldn’ take no stock in a juice-harp.”

 

“Hello, what’s up? Don’t cry, bub. What’s the trouble?”

 

Ursula turned quickly—just as if she were hoping some one would encourage her.

 

On my road home I came upon Satan, and reproached him with deceiving me with that lie. He was not embarrassed, but said, quite simply and composedly:

 

“Did you see it good and clear? Were you close to it?”

 

You could see the superstitious crowd shrink and catch their breath, under the sudden shock. The blacksmith, with a show of bravado, said:

 

“Bless your hearts, you do almost persuade me; you do, indeed. If I had only a hundred-odd ducats of it! The house is mortgaged for it, and we've no home for our heads if we don't pay to-morrow. And that four ducats is all we've got in the—”

 

“How soon?  How soon?  Come, waste not the time—cannot I overtake him? How soon will he be back?”

 

Then he asked Tom a question in Latin, and Tom answered him lamely in the same tongue.  The lords and doctors manifested their gratification also. The King said—

 

Whilst the true King wandered about the land poorly clad, poorly fed, cuffed and derided by tramps one while, herding with thieves and murderers in a jail another, and called idiot and impostor by all impartially, the mock King Tom Canty enjoyed quite a different experience.

 

“According to the King’s command, so shall it be.  Will’t please your majesty to order that the Seal be now restored to me, so that I may forth upon the business?”

 

“I have no knowledge of this tongue, so please your majesty.”

 

 

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