"All right, I will. All you got to do is to trot up Hooper Street a

block and maow--and if I'm asleep, you throw some gravel at the window

and that'll fetch me."

"Agreed, and good as wheat!"

"Now, Huck, the storm's over, and I'll go home. It'll begin to be

daylight in a couple of hours. You go back and watch that long, will

you?"

"I said I would, Tom, and I will. I'll ha'nt that tavern every night

for a year! I'll sleep all day and I'll stand watch all night."

That's all right. Now, where you going to sleep?"

In Ben Rogers' hayloft. He lets me, and so does his pap's nigger man,

Uncle Jake. I tote water for Uncle Jake whenever he wants me to, and

any time I ask him he gives me a little something to eat if he can

spare it. That's a mighty good nigger, Tom. He likes me, becuz I don't

ever act as if I was above him. Sometime I've set right down and eat

WITH him. But you needn't tell that. A body's got to do things when

he's awful hungry he wouldn't want to do as a steady thing."

Well, if I don't want you in the daytime, I'll let you sleep. I won't

come bothering around. Any time you see something's up, in the night,

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