“Nobody will believe you own a slave,” the King said. “You don’t carry yerself like you rich enough to own a human being.” “And you do?” the Duke asked. “Why, son, I’m the King of France.” “Well, okay, King, the next time we come to town, we’ll set ashore and you kin put on a show fer the people and make us some money. What kin you do?” “I know the lines of some plays. I kin string somethin’ together and you pick up a few things, if’n you catch my drift.” Huck inserted himself into the conversation. “You cain’t be telling folks that Jim belongs to you.” “And why not?” “Causin’ he don’t. How do
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