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Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 33 & 34

CHAPTER XXXIII & XXXIV
A Nigger Stealer — Southern Hospitality — A Pretty Long Blessing — Tar and Feathers
So I started for town in the wagon, and when I was half-way I see a wagon coming, and sure enough it was Tom Sawyer, and I stopped and waited till he come along.  I says "Hold on!" and it stopped alongside, and his mouth opened up like a trunk, and stayed so; and he swallowed two or three times like a person that's got a dry throat, and then says:
"I hain't ever done you no harm.  You know that.  So, then, what you want to come back and ha'nt ME for?"
I says:
"I hain't come back—I hain't been GONE.”

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 31 & 32

CHAPTER XXXI & XXXII
Ominous Plans — News from Jim — Old Recollections — A Sheep Story — Valuable Information
We dasn't stop again at any town for days and days; kept right along down the river.  We was down south in the warm weather now, and a mighty long ways from home.  We begun to come to trees with Spanish moss on them, hanging down from the limbs like long, gray beards.  It was the first I ever see it growing, and it made the woods look solemn and dismal.  So now the frauds reckoned they was out of danger, and they begun to work the villages again.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 29 & 30

CHAPTER XXIX & XXX
Contested Relationship — The King Explains the Loss — A Question of Handwriting — Digging up the Corpse — Huck Escapes
They was fetching a very nice-looking old gentleman along, and a nice-looking younger one, with his right arm in a sling.  And, my souls, how the people yelled and laughed, and kept it up.  But I didn't see no joke about it, and I judged it would strain the duke and the king some to see any.  I reckoned they'd turn pale.  But no, nary a pale did THEY turn.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 27 & 28

CHAPTER XXVII & XXVIII
The Funeral — Satisfying Curiosity — Suspicious of Huck — Quick Sales and Small
I CREPT to their doors and listened; they was snoring.  So I tiptoed along, and got down stairs all right.  There warn't a sound anywheres.  I peeped through a crack of the dining-room door, and see the men that was watching the corpse all sound asleep on their chairs.  The door was open into the parlor, where the corpse was laying, and there was a candle in both rooms. I passed along, and the parlor door was open; but I see there warn't nobody in there but the remainders of Peter; so I shoved on by; but the front door was locked, and the key wasn't there.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 25 & 26

CHAPTER XXV & XXVI
Is It Them? — Singing the 'Doxologer' — Awful Square — Funeral Orgies — A Bad Investment
The news was all over town in two minutes, and you could see the people tearing down on the run from every which way, some of them putting on their coats as they come.  Pretty soon we was in the middle of a crowd, and the noise of the tramping was like a soldier march.  The windows and dooryards was full; and every minute somebody would say, over a fence:
"Is it THEM?"
And somebody trotting along with the gang would answer back and say:
"You bet it is.”

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 23 & 24

CHAPTER XXIII & XXIV
Sold — Royal Comparisons — Jim Gets Home-sick
Well, all day him and the king was hard at it, rigging up a stage and a curtain and a row of candles for footlights; and that night the house was jam full of men in no time.  When the place couldn't hold no more, the duke he quit tending door and went around the back way and come on to the stage and stood up before the curtain and made a little speech, and praised up this tragedy, and said it was the most thrillingest one that ever was; and so he went on a-bragging about the tragedy, and about Edmund Kean the Elder, which was to play the main principal part in it; and at last when he'd got everybody's expectations up...

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 21 & 22

CHAPTER XXI & XXII
Sword Exercise — Hamlet's Soliloquy — They Loafed Around Town — A Lazy Town — Old Boggs — Dead
It was after sun-up now, but we went right on and didn't tie up.  The king and the duke turned out by and by looking pretty rusty; but after they'd jumped overboard and took a swim it chippered them up a good deal. After breakfast the king he took a seat on the corner of the raft, and pulled off his boots and rolled up his britches, and let his legs dangle in the water, so as to be comfortable, and lit his pipe, and went to getting his Romeo and Juliet by heart.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapters 19 & 20

CHAPTER XIX & XX
Tying Up Day-times — An Astronomical Theory — Running a Temperance Revival — The Duke of Bridgewater — The Troubles of Royalty
Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum by, they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely.  Here is the way we put in the time.  It was a monstrous big river down there—sometimes a mile and a half wide; we run nights, and laid up and hid daytimes; soon as night was most gone we stopped navigating and tied up—nearly always in the dead water under a towhead; and then cut young cottonwoods and willows, and hid the raft with them.  Then we set out the lines.  Next we slid into the river and had a swim, so as to freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the sandy bottom where the water was about knee deep, and watched the daylight come.  Not a sound anywheres—perfectly still—just like the whole world was asleep...

Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 18

CHAPTER XVIII
Col. Grangerford — Aristocracy — Feuds — The Testament — Recovering the Raft — The Woodpile — Pork and Cabbage
Col. Grangerford was a gentleman, you see.  He was a gentleman all over; and so was his family.  He was well born, as the saying is, and that's worth as much in a man as it is in a horse, so the Widow Douglas said, and nobody ever denied that she was of the first aristocracy in our town; and pap he always said it, too, though he warn't no more quality than a mudcat himself.  Col.  Grangerford was very tall and very slim, and had a darkish-paly complexion, not a sign of red in it anywheres; he was clean shaved every morning all over his thin face, and he had the thinnest kind of lips, and the thinnest kind of nostrils, and a high nose, and heavy eyebrows, and the blackest kind of eyes, sunk so deep back that they seemed like they was looking out of caverns at you, as you may say.

Huckleberry Finn - Chapter 17

CHAPTER XVII
An Evening Call — The Farm in Arkansaw — Interior Decorations — Stephen Dowling Bots — Poetical Effusions
In about a minute somebody spoke out of a window without putting his head out, and says: "Be done, boys!  Who's there?"
I says: "It's me."
"Who's me?"
"George Jackson, sir."
"What do you want?"
"I don't want nothing, sir.  I only want to go... ”