Приключения Тома Сойера

Chapter 16

           "Oh,Ireckonnot! I’lljustBETtheywill!" 

           Sothetalkranon. Butpresentlyitbegantoflagatrifle,andgrowdisjointed. Thesilenceswidened;theexpectorationmarvellouslyincreased. Everyporeinsidetheboys’cheeksbecameaspoutingfountain; theycouldscarcelybailoutthecellarsundertheirtonguesfastenoughtopreventaninundation; littleoverflowingsdowntheirthroatsoccurredinspiteofalltheycoulddo,andsuddenretchingsfollowedeverytime. Bothboyswerelookingverypaleandmiserable,now. Joe’spipedroppedfromhisnervelessfingers. Tom’sfollowed. Bothfountainsweregoingfuriouslyandbothpumpsbailingwithmightandmain. Joesaidfeebly: 

           "I’velostmyknife. IreckonIbettergoandfindit." 

           Tomsaid,withquiveringlipsandhaltingutterance: 

           "I’llhelpyou. YougooverthatwayandI’llhuntaroundbythespring. No,youneedn’tcome,Huckwecanfindit." 

           SoHucksatdownagain,andwaitedanhour. Thenhefounditlonesome,andwenttofindhiscomrades. Theywerewideapartinthewoods,bothverypale,bothfastasleep. Butsomethinginformedhimthatiftheyhadhadanytroubletheyhadgotridofit. 

           Theywerenottalkativeatsupperthatnight. Theyhadahumblelook,andwhenHuckpreparedhispipeafterthemealandwasgoingtopreparetheirs,theysaidno,theywerenotfeelingverywellsomethingtheyateatdinnerhaddisagreedwiththem. 

           AboutmidnightJoeawoke,andcalledtheboys. Therewasabroodingoppressivenessintheairthatseemedtobodesomething. 

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