Приключения Гекльберри Финна

Chapter 8

           

           WhenIgottocampIwarn’tfeelingverybrash,therewarn’tmuchsandinmycraw;butIsays,thisain’tnotimetobefoolingaround.SoIgotallmytrapsintomycanoeagainsoastohavethemoutofsight,andIputoutthefireandscatteredtheashesaroundtolooklikeanoldlastyear’scamp,andthenclumbatree.

           IreckonIwasupinthetreetwohours;butIdidn’tseenothing,Ididn’thearnothingIonlyTHOUGHTIheardandseenasmuchasathousandthings.Well,Icouldn’tstayupthereforever;soatlastIgotdown,butIkeptinthethickwoodsandonthelookoutallthetime.AllIcouldgettoeatwasberriesandwhatwasleftoverfrombreakfast.

           BythetimeitwasnightIwasprettyhungry.SowhenitwasgoodanddarkIslidoutfromshorebeforemoonriseandpaddledovertotheIllinoisbankaboutaquarterofamile.Iwentoutinthewoodsandcookedasupper,andIhadaboutmadeupmymindIwouldstaythereallnightwhenIhearaPLUNKETY-PLUNK,PLUNKETY-PLUNK,andsaystomyself,horsescoming;andnextIhearpeople’svoices.IgoteverythingintothecanoeasquickasIcould,andthenwentcreepingthroughthewoodstoseewhatIcouldfindout.Ihadn’tgotfarwhenIhearamansay:

           "Webettercamphereifwecanfindagoodplace;thehorsesisaboutbeatout.Let’slookaround."

           Ididn’twait,butshovedoutandpaddledawayeasy.Itiedupintheoldplace,andreckonedIwouldsleepinthecanoe.

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