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THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN.
I don't blame you, gentlemen—far from it; I don't blame anybody. I deserve it all. Let the cold world do its worst; one thing I know—there's a grave somewhere for me. The world may go on just as its always done, and take everything from me—loved ones, property, everything—but it can't take that.
"BY RIGHTS I AM A DUKE!"
Some day I'll lie down in it and forget it all, and my poor broken heart will be at rest." He went on a-wiping.
"Drot your pore broken heart," says the baldhead: "what are you heaving your pore broken heart at us f'r? We hain't done nothing."
"No, I know you haven't. I ain't blaming you, gentle-
