Mark Twain Quote

The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily—
"Prithee call me when the table is spread," and sank into a deep sleep immediately.
A smile twinkled in Hendon's eye, and he said to himself—
"By the mass, the little beggar takes to one's quarters and usurps one's bed with as natural and easy a grace as if he owned them..."

The Prince and the Pauper, Ch. 12: 'The Prince and his deliverer.'

The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily— Prithee call me...

The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily— Prithee call me...

The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily— Prithee call me...

The little King dragged himself to the bed and lay down upon it, almost exhausted with hunger and fatigue... He murmured drowsily— Prithee call me...