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"
Oh
,
do
n't
be
afeard
.
I
do
n't
believe
they
'll
bother
us
.
We
ai
n't
doing
any
harm
.
If
we
keep
perfectly
still
,
maybe
they
wo
n't
notice
us
at
all
.
"
"
I
'll
try
to
,
Tom
,
but
,
Lord
,
I
'm
all
of
a
shiver
.
"
"
Listen
!
"
The
boys
bent
their
heads
together
and
scarcely
breathed
.
A
muffled
sound
of
voices
floated
up
from
the
far
end
of
the
graveyard
.
"
Look
!
See
there
!
"
whispered
Tom
.
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
It
's
devil-fire
.
Oh
,
Tom
,
this
is
awful
.
"
Some
vague
figures
approached
through
the
gloom
,
swinging
an
old-fashioned
tin
lantern
that
freckled
the
ground
with
innumerable
little
spangles
of
light
.
Presently
Huckleberry
whispered
with
a
shudder
:
"
It
's
the
devils
sure
enough
.
Three
of
'em
!
Lordy
,
Tom
,
we
're
goners
!
Can
you
pray
?
"
"
I
'll
try
,
but
do
n't
you
be
afeard
.
They
ai
n't
going
to
hurt
us
.
'N
ow
I
lay
me
down
to
sleep
,
I
--
'
"
"
Sh
!
"
