"The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily— "Prithee call me when the table is spread," and sank into a deep sleep immediately. A smile twinkled in Hendon's eye, and he said to himself— "By the mass, the little beggar takes to one's quarters and usurps one's bed with as natural and easy a grace as if he owned them...""
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Ch. 12: 'The Prince and his deliverer.'
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The Prince and the Pauper
The Prince and the Pauper is a novel by American author Mark Twain. It was first published in 1881 in Canada, before its 1882 publication in the United States. The novel represents Twain's first attempt at historical fiction. Set in 1547, it tells the story of two young boys who are identical in appearance: Tom Canty, a pauper who lives with his abusive father in Offal Court off Pudding Lane in London, and Prince Edward, son of King Henry VIII.
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