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A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

CHAPTER V
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Oh, prithee delay not; to delay at such a time were to double and treble the perils that already compass thee about.

Oh, be thou wise--name the calamity!" I allowed silence to accumulate while I got my impressiveness together, and then said: "How long have I been shut up in this hole ?" "Ye were shut up when yesterday was well spent.

It is 9 of the morning now." "No! Then I have slept well, sure enough.

Nine in the morning now! And yet it is the very complexion of midnight, to a shade.
This is the 20th, then ?" "The 20th--yes." "And I am to be burned alive to-morrow." The boy shuddered.
"At what hour ?" "At high noon." "Now then, I will tell you what to say." I paused, and stood over that cowering lad a whole minute in awful silence; then, in a voice deep, measured, charged with doom, I began, and rose by dramatically graded stages to my colossal climax, which I delivered in as sublime and noble a way as ever I did such a thing in my life: "Go back and tell the king that at that hour I will smother the whole world in the dead blackness of midnight; I will blot out the sun, and he shall never shine again; the fruits of the earth shall rot for lack of light and warmth, and the peoples of the earth shall famish and die, to the last man!" I had to carry the boy out myself, he sunk into such a collapse.
I handed him over to the soldiers, and went back..


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