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"
Oh
,
I
reckon
not
!
I
'll
just
BET
they
will
!
"
So
the
talk
ran
on
.
But
presently
it
began
to
flag
a
trifle
,
and
grow
disjointed
.
The
silences
widened
;
the
expectoration
marvellously
increased
.
Every
pore
inside
the
boys
'
cheeks
became
a
spouting
fountain
;
they
could
scarcely
bail
out
the
cellars
under
their
tongues
fast
enough
to
prevent
an
inundation
;
little
overflowings
down
their
throats
occurred
in
spite
of
all
they
could
do
,
and
sudden
retchings
followed
every
time
.
Both
boys
were
looking
very
pale
and
miserable
,
now
.
Joe
's
pipe
dropped
from
his
nerveless
fingers
.
Tom
's
followed
.
Both
fountains
were
going
furiously
and
both
pumps
bailing
with
might
and
main
.
Joe
said
feebly
:
"
I
've
lost
my
knife
.
I
reckon
I
better
go
and
find
it
.
"
Tom
said
,
with
quivering
lips
and
halting
utterance
:
"
I
'll
help
you
.
You
go
over
that
way
and
I
'll
hunt
around
by
the
spring
.
No
,
you
need
n't
come
,
Huck
--
we
can
find
it
.
"
So
Huck
sat
down
again
,
and
waited
an
hour
.
Then
he
found
it
lonesome
,
and
went
to
find
his
comrades
.
They
were
wide
apart
in
the
woods
,
both
very
pale
,
both
fast
asleep
.
But
something
informed
him
that
if
they
had
had
any
trouble
they
had
got
rid
of
it
.
They
were
not
talkative
at
supper
that
night
.
They
had
a
humble
look
,
and
when
Huck
prepared
his
pipe
after
the
meal
and
was
going
to
prepare
theirs
,
they
said
no
,
they
were
not
feeling
very
well
--
something
they
ate
at
dinner
had
disagreed
with
them
.
About
midnight
Joe
awoke
,
and
called
the
boys
.
There
was
a
brooding
oppressiveness
in
the
air
that
seemed
to
bode
something
.
The
boys
huddled
themselves
together
and
sought
the
friendly
companionship
of
the
fire
,
though
the
dull
dead
heat
of
the
breathless
atmosphere
was
stifling
.
They
sat
still
,
intent
and
waiting
.
The
solemn
hush
continued
.
Beyond
the
light
of
the
fire
everything
was
swallowed
up
in
the
blackness
of
darkness
.
Presently
there
came
a
quivering
glow
that
vaguely
revealed
the
foliage
for
a
moment
and
then
vanished
.
By
and
by
another
came
,
a
little
stronger
.
Then
another
.
Then
a
faint
moan
came
sighing
through
the
branches
of
the
forest
and
the
boys
felt
a
fleeting
breath
upon
their
cheeks
,
and
shuddered
with
the
fancy
that
the
Spirit
of
the
Night
had
gone
by
.
There
was
a
pause
.
Now
a
weird
flash
turned
night
into
day
and
showed
every
little
grass-blade
,
separate
and
distinct
,
that
grew
about
their
feet
.
And
it
showed
three
white
,
startled
faces
,
too
.
A
deep
peal
of
thunder
went
rolling
and
tumbling
down
the
heavens
and
lost
itself
in
sullen
rumblings
in
the
distance
.
A
sweep
of
chilly
air
passed
by
,
rustling
all
the
leaves
and
snowing
the
flaky
ashes
broadcast
about
the
fire
.
Another
fierce
glare
lit
up
the
forest
and
an
instant
crash
followed
that
seemed
to
rend
the
tree-tops
right
over
the
boys
'
heads
.
They
clung
together
in
terror
,
in
the
thick
gloom
that
followed
.
A
few
big
rain-drops
fell
pattering
upon
the
leaves
.
"
Quick
!
boys
,
go
for
the
tent
!
"
exclaimed
Tom
.
