![]() Why, we could work with a torchlight procession if we wanted to, I believe. When you come down to the cold facts, we simply got to LET ON that a lantern's resky. Now look at just that one thing of the lantern. Anyhow, there's one thing - there's more honor in getting him out through a lot of difficulties and dangers, where there warn't one of them furnished to you by the people who it was their duty to furnish them, and you had to contrive them all out of your own head. Well, we can't help it we got to do the best we can with the materials we've got. Why, drat it, Huck, it's the stupidest arrangement I ever see. Jim could a got out of that window- hole before this, only there wouldn't be no use trying to travel with a ten-foot chain on his leg. And Uncle Silas he trusts everybody sends the key to the punkin-headed nigger, and don't send nobody to watch the nigger. ![]() And there's Jim chained by one leg, with a ten-foot chain, to the leg of his bed: why, all you got to do is to lift up the bedstead and slip off the chain. There ain't even a dog to give a sleeping-mix- ture to. There ain't no watch- man to be drugged - now there OUGHT to be a watch- man. ![]() And so it makes it so rotten difficult to get up a difficult plan. "Blame it, this whole thing is just as easy and awkward as it can be. We fetched an armful and hid it in the weeds, and set down to rest, and Tom says, kind of dissatisfied: IT would be most an hour yet till breakfast, so we left and struck down into the woods because Tom said we got to have SOME light to see how to dig by, and a lantern makes too much, and might get us into trouble what we must have was a lot of them rotten chunks that's called fox-fire, and just makes a soft kind of a glow when you lay them in a dark place.
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