![]() Here was a boy that was respectable and well brung up and had a character to lose and folks at home that had characters and he was bright and not leather-headed and knowing and not ignorant and not mean, but kind and yet here he was, without any more pride, or rightness, or feeling, than to stoop to this business, and make himself a shame, and his family a shame, before everybody. That was the thing that was too many for me. Well, one thing was dead sure, and that was that Tom Sawyer was in earnest, and was actuly going to help steal that nigger out of slavery. I knowed he would be changing it around every which way as we went along, and heaving in new bullinesses wherever he got a chance. I needn’t tell what it was here, because I knowed it wouldn’t stay the way, it was. So I was satisfied, and said we would waltz in on it. He told me what it was, and I see in a minute it was worth fifteen of mine for style, and would make Jim just as free a man as mine would, and maybe get us all killed besides. I never said nothing, because I warn’t expecting nothing different but I knowed mighty well that whenever he got HIS plan ready it wouldn’t have none of them objections to it.Īnd it didn’t. Why, Huck, it wouldn’t make no more talk than breaking into a soap factory.” What’s the good of a plan that ain’t no more trouble than that? It’s as mild as goose-milk. But it’s too blame’ simple there ain’t nothing TO it. “WORK? Why, cert’nly it would work, like rats a-fighting. Then the first dark night that comes steal the key out of the old man’s britches after he goes to bed, and shove off down the river on the raft with Jim, hiding daytimes and running nights, the way me and Jim used to do before. Then get up my canoe to-morrow night, and fetch my raft over from the island. “We can easy find out if it’s Jim in there. I went to thinking out a plan, but only just to be doing something I knowed very well where the right plan was going to come from. What a head for just a boy to have! If I had Tom Sawyer’s head I wouldn’t trade it off to be a duke, nor mate of a steamboat, nor clown in a circus, nor nothing I can think of. Now you work your mind, and study out a plan to steal Jim, and I will study out one, too and we’ll take the one we like the best.” All right – I’m glad we found it out detective fashion I wouldn’t give shucks for any other way. Watermelon shows man, lock shows prisoner and it ain’t likely there’s two prisoners on such a little plantation, and where the people’s all so kind and good. He fetched uncle a key about the time we got up from table – same key, I bet. “Well, the nigger unlocked the padlock when he went in, and he locked it again when he came out. It shows how a body can see and don’t see at the same time.” Well, it does beat all that I never thought about a dog not eating watermelon. “What did you think the vittles was for?” When we was at dinner, didn’t you see a nigger man go in there with some vittles?” “Looky here, Huck, what fools we are to not think of it before! I bet I know where Jim is.” You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.
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