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"
Because
he
'd
just
got
that
whack
when
Injun
Joe
done
it
.
D'you
reckon
he
could
see
anything
?
D'you
reckon
he
knowed
anything
?
"
"
By
hokey
,
that
's
so
,
Tom
!
"
"
And
besides
,
look-a-here
--
maybe
that
whack
done
for
HIM
!
"
"
No
,
'
taint
likely
,
Tom
.
He
had
liquor
in
him
;
I
could
see
that
;
and
besides
,
he
always
has
.
Well
,
when
pap
's
full
,
you
might
take
and
belt
him
over
the
head
with
a
church
and
you
could
n't
phase
him
.
He
says
so
,
his
own
self
.
So
it
's
the
same
with
Muff
Potter
,
of
course
.
But
if
a
man
was
dead
sober
,
I
reckon
maybe
that
whack
might
fetch
him
;
I
dono
.
"
After
another
reflective
silence
,
Tom
said
:
"
Hucky
,
you
sure
you
can
keep
mum
?
"
"
Tom
,
we
GOT
to
keep
mum
.
You
know
that
.
That
Injun
devil
would
n't
make
any
more
of
drownding
us
than
a
couple
of
cats
,
if
we
was
to
squeak
'
bout
this
and
they
did
n't
hang
him
.
Now
,
look-a-here
,
Tom
,
less
take
and
swear
to
one
another
--
that
's
what
we
got
to
do
--
swear
to
keep
mum
.
"
"
I
'm
agreed
.
It
's
the
best
thing
.
Would
you
just
hold
hands
and
swear
that
we
--
"
"
Oh
no
,
that
would
n't
do
for
this
.
That
's
good
enough
for
little
rubbishy
common
things
--
specially
with
gals
,
cuz
THEY
go
back
on
you
anyway
,
and
blab
if
they
get
in
a
huff
--
but
there
orter
be
writing
'
bout
a
big
thing
like
this
.
And
blood
.
"
Tom
's
whole
being
applauded
this
idea
.
It
was
deep
,
and
dark
,
and
awful
;
the
hour
,
the
circumstances
,
the
surroundings
,
were
in
keeping
with
it
.
He
picked
up
a
clean
pine
shingle
that
lay
in
the
moonlight
,
took
a
little
fragment
of
"
red
keel
"
out
of
his
pocket
,
got
the
moon
on
his
work
,
and
painfully
scrawled
these
lines
,
emphasizing
each
slow
down-stroke
by
clamping
his
tongue
between
his
teeth
,
and
letting
up
the
pressure
on
the
up-strokes
.
