Oh yes; I saw them downtown and follered them.
Splendid! Describe them describe them, my boy!
One s the old deaf and dumb Spaniard that s ben around here once or
twice, and t other s a mean-looking, ragged
That s enough, lad, we know the men! Happened on them in the woods back
of the widow s one day, and they slunk away. Off with you, boys, and
tell the sheriff get your breakfast tomorrow morning!
The Welshman s sons departed at once. As they were leaving the room Huck
sprang up and exclaimed:
Oh, please don t tell _any_body it was me that blowed on them! Oh,
please!
All right if you say it, Huck, but you ought to have the credit of what
you did.
Oh no, no! Please don t tell!
When the young men were gone, the old Welshman said:
They won t tell and I won t. But why don t you want it known?
Huck would not explain, further than to say that he already knew too
much about one of those men and would not have the man know that he knew
anything against him for the whole world he would be killed for knowing
it, sure.
The old man promised secrecy once more, and said:
How did you come to follow these fellows, lad? Were they looking
suspicious?
Huck was silent while he framed a duly cautious reply. Then he said:
Well, you see, I m a kind of a hard lot, least everybody says so, and
I don t see nothing agin it and sometimes I can t sleep much, on account
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