But he wa'n't such a prophet in Israel then as he's come to be since, and folks wa'n't acquainted with his personal beauties.
"'What are you starin' at ?' he asks.
"I fetched a long breath.

'Nothin',' says I.'Nothin'.' "But for the rest of that next ha'f hour I went around in a kind of daze, as if MY wig had gone and part of my head with it.

When a feller has been doin' a puzzle it kind of satisfies him to find out the answer.
And I'd done my puzzle.
"I knew where I'd met Mr.Williams afore." "You did ?" cried Simeon.
"Um-hm.

Wait a while.

Well, Fatty went to bed, in one of the hay bunks, pretty soon after that.