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"
What
is
it
,
Huck
?
"
"
They
're
HUMANS
!
One
of
'em
is
,
anyway
.
One
of
'em
's
old
Muff
Potter
's
voice
.
"
"
No
--
'
tai
n't
so
,
is
it
?
"
"
I
bet
I
know
it
.
Do
n't
you
stir
nor
budge
.
He
ai
n't
sharp
enough
to
notice
us
.
Drunk
,
the
same
as
usual
,
likely
--
blamed
old
rip
!
"
"
All
right
,
I
'll
keep
still
.
Now
they
're
stuck
.
Ca
n't
find
it
.
Here
they
come
again
.
Now
they
're
hot
.
Cold
again
.
Hot
again
.
Red
hot
!
They
're
p
'
inted
right
,
this
time
.
Say
,
Huck
,
I
know
another
o
'
them
voices
;
it
's
Injun
Joe
.
"
"
That
's
so
--
that
murderin
'
half-breed
!
I
'd
druther
they
was
devils
a
dern
sight
.
What
kin
they
be
up
to
?
"
The
whisper
died
wholly
out
,
now
,
for
the
three
men
had
reached
the
grave
and
stood
within
a
few
feet
of
the
boys
'
hiding-place
.
"
Here
it
is
,
"
said
the
third
voice
;
and
the
owner
of
it
held
the
lantern
up
and
revealed
the
face
of
young
Doctor
Robinson
.
Potter
and
Injun
Joe
were
carrying
a
handbarrow
with
a
rope
and
a
couple
of
shovels
on
it
.
They
cast
down
their
load
and
began
to
open
the
grave
.
The
doctor
put
the
lantern
at
the
head
of
the
grave
and
came
and
sat
down
with
his
back
against
one
of
the
elm
trees
.
He
was
so
close
the
boys
could
have
touched
him
.
"
Hurry
,
men
!
"
he
said
,
in
a
low
voice
;
"
the
moon
might
come
out
at
any
moment
.
"
