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“Why, how you talk!” says the king. “We sha’n’t rob ’em of nothing at all but jest this money. The people that _buys_ the property is the suff’rers; because as soon ’s it’s found out ’at we didn’t own it—which won’t be long after we’ve slid—the sale won’t be valid, and it’ll all go back to the estate. These yer orphans ’ll git their house back agin, and that’s enough for _them;_ they’re young and spry, and k’n easy earn a livin’. _They_ ain’t a-goin to suffer. Why, jest think—there’s thous’n’s and thous’n’s that ain’t nigh so well off. Bless you, _they_ ain’t got noth’n’ to complain of.”