The Prince and The Pauper by Mark Twain Chapter 21 Page 10

Then he heard Hendon say —

“I will not wait longer. I cannot wait longer. He has lost his way in this thick wood. Which direction took he? Quick — point it out to me.”

“He — but wait; I will go with thee.”

“Good — good! Why, truly thou art better than thy looks. Marry I do not think there’s not another archangel with so right a heart as thine. Wilt ride? Wilt take the wee donkey that’s for my boy, or wilt thou fork thy holy legs over this ill-conditioned slave of a mule that I have provided for myself? — and had been cheated in too, had he cost but the indifferent sum of a month’s usury on a brass farthing let to a tinker out of work.”

“No —