I don't pretend to be a learned feller, and I can't make a speech with a buttery tongue like Dan here.

But wot I've got to say is--Justice forever!" "Hurrah!" from some of the wild spirits of the crowd.

"Go on, Burke," from others.
"Yes, wot I say is--Justice forever! Fair play an' no favor: _that's_ wot I say!" Another cheer greeted the bold assertion of these noble sentiments.
"Now, here it is," continued Burke, becoming much excited, "wot's to hinder that there letter bein' a forgery ?--aye, that's the word, a forgery?
(Hear! hear!), got up apurpose to bamboozle us chaps that ain't lawyers.

D'ye see ?" Burke glanced at Dan, and smote his thigh triumphantly as he said this.
"It does not _look_ like a forgery," said Dan, holding up the letter and pointing to the writing.

"I leave it to yourselves to say if it _sounds_ like a forgery--" "I don't care a farthin' dip for yer _looks_ and _sounds_," cried Burke, interrupting the other.