Приключения Гекльберри Финна

Chapter 8

           Itmostgivemethefantods.Hehadablanketaroundhishead,andhisheadwasnearlyinthefire.Isettherebehindaclumpofbushesinaboutsixfootofhim,andkeptmyeyesonhimsteady.Itwasgettinggraydaylightnow.Prettysoonhegappedandstretchedhimselfandhoveofftheblanket,anditwasMissWatson’sJim!IbetIwasgladtoseehim.Isays:

           "Hello,Jim!"andskippedout.

           Hebouncedupandstaredatmewild.Thenhedropsdownonhisknees,andputshishandstogetherandsays:

           "Doan’hurtmedon’t!Ihain’teverdonenoharmtoaghos’.Ialwuzlikeddeadpeople,endoneallIcouldfor’em.Yougoengitinderiveragin,whahyoub’longs,endoan’donuffntoOleJim,’at’uzawluzyo’fren’."

           Well,Iwarn’tlongmakinghimunderstandIwarn’tdead.IwaseversogladtoseeJim.Iwarn’tlonesomenow.ItoldhimIwarn’tafraidofHIMtellingthepeoplewhereIwas.Italkedalong,butheonlysetthereandlookedatme;neversaidnothing.ThenIsays:

           "It’sgooddaylight.Le’sgetbreakfast.Makeupyourcampfiregood."

           "What’sdeuseermakin’updecampfiretocookstrawbriesensichtruck?Butyougotagun,hain’tyou?Denwekingitsumfnbetterdenstrawbries."

           "Strawberriesandsuchtruck,"Isays."Isthatwhatyouliveon?"

           "Icouldn’gitnuffnelse,"hesays.

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