he takes the same road to join the others with all his party . There was not much more room , but by closing up a bit they managed ... And Drakestail is off again singing . He arrived thus at the capital , and threaded his way straight up the High Street , still running and singing ` Quack , quack , quack , when shall I get my money back ? ' to the great astonishment of the good folks , till he came to the King 's palace . He strikes with the knocker : ` Toc ! toc ! ' ` Who is there ? ' asks the porter , putting his head out of the wicket . '' Tis I , Drakestail . I wish to speak to the King . ' ` Speak to the King ! ... That 's easily said . The King is dining , and will not be disturbed . ' ` Tell him that it is I , and I have come he well knows why . ' The porter shuts his wicket and goes up to say it to the King , who was just sitting down to dinner with a napkin round his neck , and all his ministers . ` Good , good ! ' said the King laughing . ' I know what it is ! Make him come in , and put him with the turkeys and chickens . ' The porter descends .
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