? ? ? ? "It's a most amaz'n' good idea, duke- you have got a rattlin' clever head on you," says the king. "Blest if the old None-such ain't a heppin' us out agin"- and he begun to haul out yaller-jackets and stack them up.
? ? ? ? It most busted them, but they made up the six thousand clean and clear.
? ? ? ? "Say," says the duke, "I got another idea. Le's go up stairs and count this money, and then take and give it to the girls."
? ? ? ? "Good land, duke, lemme hug you! It's the most dazzling idea 'at ever a man struck. You have cert'nly got the most astonishin' head I ever see. Oh, this is the boss dodge, ther' ain't no mistake 'bout it. Let 'em fetch along their suspicions now, if they want to- this'll lay 'em out."
? ? ? ? When we got up stairs, everybody gethered around the table, and the king he counted it and stacked it up, three hundred dollars in a pile- twenty elegant little piles. Everybody looked hungry at it, and licked their chops. Then they raked it into the bag agin, and I see the king begin to swell himself up for another speech.
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