? ? ? ? "I've thought of something. Is there anybody here that helped to lay out my br- helped to lay out the late Peter Wilks for burying?"
? ? ? ? "Yes," says somebody, "me and Ab Turner done it. We're both here."
? ? ? ? Then the old man turns towards the king, and says:
? ? ? ? "Perhaps this gentleman can tell me what was tatooed on his breast?"
? ? ? ? Blamed if the king didn't have to brace up mighty quick, or he'd a squshed down like a bluff bank that the river has cut under, it took him so sudden- and mind you, it was a thing that was calculated to make most anybody sqush to get fetched such a solid one as that without any notice- because how was he going to know what was tatooed on the man? He whitened a little; he couldn't help it; and it was mighty still in there, and everybody bending a little forwards and gazing at him.
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