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Then will _I_ utter it. Thou hast the same hair, the same eyes, the
same voice and manner, the same form and stature, the same face and
countenance that I bear. Fared we forth naked, there is none could say
which was you, and which the Prince of Wales. And, now that I am clothed
as thou wert clothed, it seemeth I should be able the more nearly to feel
as thou didst when the brute soldier--Hark ye, is not this a bruise upon
your hand?"
"Yes; but it is a slight thing, and your worship knoweth that the poor
man-at-arms--"
"Peace! It was a shameful thing and a cruel!" cried the little prince,
stamping his bare foot. "If the King--Stir not a step till I come again!
It is a command!"
In a moment he had snatched up and put away an article of national
importance that lay upon a table, and was out at the door and flying
through the palace grounds in his bannered rags, with a hot face and
glowing eyes. As soon as he reached the great gate, he seized the bars,
and tried to shake them, shouting--
"
Open! Unbar the gates!"
The soldier that had maltreated Tom obeyed promptly; and as the prince
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