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"
Let
him
alone
,
I
tell
you
.
"
"
I
wo
n't
!
"
"
You
shall
--
he
's
on
my
side
of
the
line
.
"
"
Look
here
,
Joe
Harper
,
whose
is
that
tick
?
"
"
I
do
n't
care
whose
tick
he
is
--
he
's
on
my
side
of
the
line
,
and
you
sha
'n'
t
touch
him
.
"
"
Well
,
I
'll
just
bet
I
will
,
though
.
He
's
my
tick
and
I
'll
do
what
I
blame
please
with
him
,
or
die
!
"
A
tremendous
whack
came
down
on
Tom
's
shoulders
,
and
its
duplicate
on
Joe
's
;
and
for
the
space
of
two
minutes
the
dust
continued
to
fly
from
the
two
jackets
and
the
whole
school
to
enjoy
it
.
The
boys
had
been
too
absorbed
to
notice
the
hush
that
had
stolen
upon
the
school
awhile
before
when
the
master
came
tiptoeing
down
the
room
and
stood
over
them
.
He
had
contemplated
a
good
part
of
the
performance
before
he
contributed
his
bit
of
variety
to
it
.
When
school
broke
up
at
noon
,
Tom
flew
to
Becky
Thatcher
,
and
whispered
in
her
ear
:
"
Put
on
your
bonnet
and
let
on
you
're
going
home
;
and
when
you
get
to
the
corner
,
give
the
rest
of
'em
the
slip
,
and
turn
down
through
the
lane
and
come
back
.
I
'll
go
the
other
way
and
come
it
over
'em
the
same
way
.
"
So
the
one
went
off
with
one
group
of
scholars
,
and
the
other
with
another
.
In
a
little
while
the
two
met
at
the
bottom
of
the
lane
,
and
when
they
reached
the
school
they
had
it
all
to
themselves
.
Then
they
sat
together
,
with
a
slate
before
them
,
and
Tom
gave
Becky
the
pencil
and
held
her
hand
in
his
,
guiding
it
,
and
so
created
another
surprising
house
.
When
the
interest
in
art
began
to
wane
,
the
two
fell
to
talking
.
Tom
was
swimming
in
bliss
.
He
said
:
