216 THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN.
raked it into the bag again, and I see the king begin to swell himself up for another speech. He says :
"Friends all, my poor brother that lays yonder, has done generous by them that's left behind in the vale of sorrers. He has done generous by these-yer poor little lambs that he loved and sheltered, and that's left fatherless and motherless. Yes, and we that knowed him, knows that he would a done more generous by 'em if he hadn't ben afeard o' woundin' his dear William and me. Now, wouldn't he ? Ther' ain't no question 'bout it, in my mind. Well, then—what kind o' brothers would it be, that 'd stand in his way at sech a time ? And what kind o' uncles would it be that 'd rob—yes, rob—sech poor sweet lambs as these 'at he
loved so, at sech a time ? If I know William—and I think I do—he— well, I'll jest ask him." He turns around and begins to make a lot of signs to the duke with his hands; and the duke he looks at him stupid and leather-headed a while, then all of a sudden he seems to catch his meaning, and jumps for the king, goo-gooing with all his might for joy, and hugs him about fifteen times before he lets up. Then the king says, " I knowed it; I reckon that '11 convince anybody the way he feels about it. Here, Mary Jane, Susan, Joanner, take the money—take it all. It's the gift of him that lays yonder, cold but joyful."
Mary Jane she went for him, Susan and the hare-lip went for the duke, and then such another hugging and kissing I never see yet. And everybody crowded up with the tears in their eyes, and most shook the hands off of them frauds, saying all the time :