"That's bully. Plenty bully enough for me. Just you gimme the hundred dollars and I don't want no di'monds."
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"All right. But I bet you I ain't going to throw off on di'monds. Some of 'em's worth twenty dollars apiece-there ain't any, hardly, but's worth six bits or a dollar."
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"No! Is that so?"
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"Cert'nly-anybody'll tell you so. Hain't you ever seen one, Huck?"
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"Not as I remember."
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"Oh, kings have slathers of them."
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"Well, I don' know no kings, Tom."
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"I reckon you don't. But if you was to go to Europe you'd see a raft of 'em hopping around."
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"Do they hop?"
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"Hop?-your granny! No!"
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"Well, what did you say they did, for?"
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"Shucks, I only meant you'd see 'em-not hopping, of course-what do they want to hop for?-but I mean you'd just see 'em-scattered around, you know, in a kind of a general way. Like that old humpbacked Richard."
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"Richard? What's his other name?"
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"He didn't have any other name. Kings don't have any but a given name."
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"But they don't."
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"Well, if they like it, Tom, all right; but I don't want to be a king and have only just a given name, like a nigger. But say-where you going to dig first?"
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"Well, I don't know. S'pose we tackle that old dead-limb tree on the hill t'other side of Still-House branch?"
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"I'm agreed."
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So they got a crippled pick and a shovel, and set out on their three-mile tramp. They arrived hot and panting, and threw themselves down in the shade of a neighboring elm to rest and have a smoke.
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"I like this," said Tom.
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"Say, Huck, if we find a treasure here, what you going to do with your share?"
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"Well, I'll have pie and a glass of soda every day, and I'll go to every circus that comes along. I bet I'll have a gay time."
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