? ? ? ? "Well, this is it, Capet. I ain't easy; I ain't comfortable. That doctor lays on my mind. I wanted to know your plans. I've got a notion, and I think it's a sound one."
? ? ? ? "What is it, duke?"
? ? ? ? "That we better glide out of this, before three in the morning, and clip it down the river with what we've got. Specially, seeing we got it so easy- given back to us, flung at our heads, as you may say, when of course we allowed to have to steal it back. I'm for knocking off and lighting out."
? ? ? ? That made me feel pretty bad. About an hour or two ago, it would a been a little different, but now it made me feel bad and disappointed. The king rips out and says:
? ? ? ? "What! And not sell out the rest o' the property? March off like a passel o' fools and leave eight or nine thous'n' dollars' worth o' property layin' around jest sufferin' to be scooped in?- and all good salable stuff, too."
? ? ? ? The duke he grumbled; said the bag of gold was enough, and he didn't want to go no deeper- didn't want to rob a lot of orphans of everything they had.
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