I ain't blaming you, gentlemen.

I brought myself down--yes, I did it myself.

It's right I should suffer--perfectly right--I don't make any moan." "Brought you down from whar?
Whar was you brought down from ?" "Ah, you would not believe me; the world never believes--let it pass -- 'tis no matter.

The secret of my birth--" "The secret of your birth! Do you mean to say--" "Gentlemen," says the young man, very solemn, "I will reveal it to you, for I feel I may have confidence in you.

By rights I am a duke!" Jim's eyes bugged out when he heard that; and I reckon mine did, too.
Then the baldhead says: "No! you can't mean it ?" "Yes.