The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson • Paragraph 601
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If anybody had noticed Tom's face at that time, the gray-green color of it might have provoked curiosity; but nobody did. He said to himself: "I'm gone! I never can square up; the rest of the plunder won't pawn or sell for half of the bill. Oh, I know it--I'm gone, I'm gone--and this time it's for good. Oh, this is awful--I don't know what to do, nor which way to turn!"