Part 48 (1/2)
Tom rose square up in bed, with his eye hot, and his nostrils opening and shutting like gills, and sings out to ht_ to shut him up! SHOVE!?and don't you lose a minute Turn him loose! he ain't no slave; he's as free as any cretur that walks this earth!”
”What _does_ the child mean?”
”I o, _I'll_ go I've knowed him all his life, and so has Too, and she was asha to sell him down the river, and _said_ so; and she set him free in her will”
”Then what on earth did _you_ want to set hi he was already free?”
”Well, that _is_ a question, I must say; and just like women! Why, I wanted the _adventure_ of it; and I'd a waded neck-deep in blood to?goodness alive, _Aunt Polly!_”
If she warn't standing right there, just inside the door, looking as sweet and contented as an angel half full of pie, I wish I ed the head off of her, and cried over her, and I found a good enough place forpretty sultry for us, seemed to me And I peeped out, and in a little while To across at To him into the earth, you know And then she says:
”Yes, you _better_ turn y'r head away?I would if I was you, Toed so? Why, that ain't _Tom_, it's Sid; Too”
”You mean where's Huck _Finn_?that's what you mean! I reckon I hain't raised such a scamp as my Tom all these years not to know him when I _see_ him That _would_ be a pretty howdy-do Come out from under that bed, Huck Finn”
So I done it But not feeling brash
Aunt Sally she was one of thepersons I ever see?except one, and that was Uncle Silas, when he come in and they told it all to him It kind ofat all the rest of the day, and preached a prayer- ruputation, because the oldest man in the world couldn't a understood it So Tom's Aunt Polly, she told all about who I was, and what; and I had to up and tell hoas in such a tight place that when Mrs Phelps took o on and call me Aunt Sally, I'e”?that when Aunt Sally took me for Tom Sawyer I had to stand it?there warn't no other way, and I knowed he wouldn'ta mystery, and he'd make an adventure out of it, and be perfectly satisfied And so it turned out, and he let on to be Sid, and s as soft as he could for ht about old Miss Watson setting Jione and took all that trouble and bother to set a free nigger free! and I couldn't ever understand before, until that er free with his bringing-up
Well, Aunt Polly she said that when Aunt Sally wrote to her that Toht and safe, she says to herself:
”Look at that, now! I o off that ithout anybody to watch hio and trapse all the way down the river, eleven hundred mile, and find out what that creetur's up to _this_ tiet any answer out of you about it”
”Why, I never heard nothing from you,” says Aunt Sally
”Well, I wonder! Why, I wrote you twice to ask you what you could ot 'em, Sis”
Aunt Polly she turns around slow and severe, and says:
”You, Tom!”
”Well?_what_?” he says, kind of pettish
”Don't you what _?hand out them letters”
”What letters?”