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So
they
softened
down
and
said
it
was
all
right
;
and
when
we
got
to
the
village
they
yawled
us
ashore
.
About
two
dozen
men
flocked
down
when
they
see
the
yawl
a-coming
,
and
when
the
king
says
:
"
Kin
any
of
you
gentlemen
tell
me
wher
'
Mr.
Peter
Wilks
lives
?
"
they
give
a
glance
at
one
another
,
and
nodded
their
heads
,
as
much
as
to
say
,
"
What
d'
I
tell
you
?
"
Then
one
of
them
says
,
kind
of
soft
and
gentle
:
"
I
'm
sorry
sir
,
but
the
best
we
can
do
is
to
tell
you
where
he
DID
live
yesterday
evening
"
Sudden
as
winking
the
ornery
old
cretur
went
an
to
smash
,
and
fell
up
against
the
man
,
and
put
his
chin
on
his
shoulder
,
and
cried
down
his
back
,
and
says
:
"
Alas
,
alas
,
our
poor
brother
--
gone
,
and
we
never
got
to
see
him
;
oh
,
it
's
too
,
too
hard
!
"
Then
he
turns
around
,
blubbering
,
and
makes
a
lot
of
idiotic
signs
to
the
duke
on
his
hands
,
and
blamed
if
he
did
n't
drop
a
carpet-bag
and
bust
out
a-crying
.
If
they
war
n't
the
beatenest
lot
,
them
two
frauds
,
that
ever
I
struck
.
Well
,
the
men
gathered
around
and
sympathized
with
them
,
and
said
all
sorts
of
kind
things
to
them
,
and
carried
their
carpet-bags
up
the
hill
for
them
,
and
let
them
lean
on
them
and
cry
,
and
told
the
king
all
about
his
brother
's
last
moments
,
and
the
king
he
told
it
all
over
again
on
his
hands
to
the
duke
,
and
both
of
them
took
on
about
that
dead
tanner
like
they
'd
lost
the
twelve
disciples
.
Well
,
if
ever
I
struck
anything
like
it
,
I
'm
a
nigger
.
It
was
enough
to
make
a
body
ashamed
of
the
human
race
.
THE
news
was
all
over
town
in
two
minutes
,
and
you
could
see
the
people
tearing
down
on
the
run
from
every
which
way
,
some
of
them
putting
on
their
coats
as
they
come
.
Pretty
soon
we
was
in
the
middle
of
a
crowd
,
and
the
noise
of
the
tramping
was
like
a
soldier
march
.
The
windows
and
dooryards
was
full
;
and
every
minute
somebody
would
say
,
over
a
fence
:
"
Is
it
THEM
?
"
