Huckleberry Finn quick, let me in!
Huckleberry Finn, indeed! It ain t a name to open many doors, I judge!
But let him in, lads, and let s see what s the trouble.
Please don t ever tell I told you, were Huck s first words when he got
in. Please don t I d be killed, sure but the widow s been good friends
to me sometimes, and I want to tell I _will_ tell if you ll promise you
won t ever say it was me.
By George, he _has_ got something to tell, or he wouldn t act so!
exclaimed the old man; out with it and nobody here ll ever tell, lad.
Three minutes later the old man and his sons, well armed, were up the
hill, and just entering the sumach path on tiptoe, their weapons in
their hands. Huck accompanied them no further. He hid behind a great
bowlder and fell to listening. There was a lagging, anxious silence, and
then all of a sudden there was an explosion of firearms and a cry.
Huck waited for no particulars. He sprang away and sped down the hill as
fast as his legs could carry him.
CHAPTER XXX
As the earliest suspicion of dawn appeared on Sunday morning, Huck came
groping up the hill and rapped gently at the old Welshman s door. The
inmates were asleep, but it was a sleep that was set on a hair-trigger,
on account of the exciting episode of the night. A call came from a
window:
Who s there!
Huck s scared voice answered in a low tone:
Please let me in! It s only Huck Finn!
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