over you, and cronch you like lobsters. 'Cheap talkin',
or rather thinkin', sais I; for in course I couldn't bawl
that out in company here; they don't understand fun, and
would think it rude, and ongenteel. I have to be shockin'
cautious what I say here, for fear I might lower our
great nation in the eyes of foreigners. I have to look
big and talk big the whole blessed time, and I am tired
of it. It ain't nateral to me; and, besides braggin' and
repudiatin' at the same time, is most as bad as cantin'
and swearin'. It kinder chokes me. I thought it all
though, and said it all to myself. 'And,' sais I, 'take
your time, Sam; you can't do it, no how, you can fix-it.
You must wait your time, like other folks. Your legs is
tied, and your arms is tied down by the crowd, and you
can't move an inch beyond your nose. The only way is,
watch your chance, wait till you can get your hands up,
then turn the fust two persons that's next to you right
round, and slip between them like a turn stile in the
park, and work your passage that way. Which is the Prince?
That's him with the hair carefully divided, him with the
moustaches. I've seed him; a plaguy handsum man he is,
too. Let me out now. I'm stifled, I'm choked. My jaws
stick together, I can't open 'em no more; and my wind
won't hold out another minute.

"I have it now, I've got an idea. See if I don't put the
leake into 'em. Won't I _do_ them, that's all? Clear the
way there, the Prince is a comin', _and_ so is the Duke.
And a way is opened: waves o' the sea roll hack at these
words, and I walks right out, as large as life, and the