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"Listen!"
The boys bent their heads together and scarcely breathed. A muffled
sound of voices floated up from the far end of the graveyard.
"
Look! See there!" whispered Tom. "What is it?"
It's devil-fire. Oh, Tom, this is awful."
"
Some vague figures approached through the gloom, swinging an
old-fashioned tin lantern that freckled the ground with innumerable
little spangles of light. Presently Huckleberry whispered with a
shudder:
"It's the devils sure enough. Three of 'em! Lordy, Tom, we're goners!
Can you pray?"
"I'll try, but don't you be afeard. They ain't going to hurt us. 'Now
I lay me down to sleep, I--'"
"
"
"
Sh!"
What is it, Huck?"
They're HUMANS! One of 'em is, anyway. One of 'em's old Muff Potter's
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