As a result, the city government not only stood still, with its hands tied, but everything it was created to protect and care for went a steady gait toward rack and ruin.

There was no way to levy a tax, so the minor officials had to resign or starve; therefore they resigned.

There being no city money, the enormous legal expenses on both sides had to be defrayed by private subscription.

But at last the people came to their senses, and said: "Pudd'nhead was right at the start--we ought to have hired the official half of that human phillipene to resign; but it's too late now; some of us haven't got anything left to hire him with." "Yes, we have," said another citizen, "we've got this"-- and he produced a halter.
Many shouted: "That's the ticket." But others said: "No--Count Angelo is innocent; we mustn't hang him." "Who said anything about hanging him?
We are only going to hang the other one." "Then that is all right--there is no objection to that." So they hanged Luigi.

And so ends the history of "Those Extraordinary Twins." FINAL REMARKS As you see, it was an extravagant sort of a tale, and had no purpose but to exhibit that monstrous "freak" in all sorts of grotesque lights.