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Twain, Mark

"The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn"

Says I to myself, Now he'll throw up the sponge- there ain't no more use. Well, did he? A body can't hardly believe it, but he didn't. I reckon he thought he'd keep the thing up till he tired them people out, so they'd thin out, and him and the duke could break loose and get away. Anyway, he set there, and pretty soon he begun to smile, and says:


? ? ? ? "Mf! It's a very tough question, ain't it! Yes, sir, I k'n tell you what's tatooed on his breast. It's jest a small, thin, blue arrow- that's what it is; and if you don't look clost, you can't see it. Now what do you say- hey?"


? ? ? ? Well, I never see anything like that old blister for clean out-and-out cheek.


? ? ? ? The new old gentleman turns brisk towards Ab Turner and his pard, and his eye lights up like he judged he'd got the king this time, and says:


? ? ? ? "There- you've heard what he said! Was there any such mark on Peter Wilks's breast?"


? ? ? ? Both of them spoke up and says:


? ? ? ? "We didn't see no such mark."


? ? ? ? "Good!" says the old gentleman.


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