Пригоди Тома Сойєра

Chapter 13

           Tomwhistledtwicemore; thesesignalswereansweredinthesameway. Thenaguardedvoicesaid: 

           "Whogoesthere?" 

           "TomSawyer,theBlackAvengeroftheSpanishMain. Nameyournames." 

           "HuckFinntheRed-Handed,andJoeHarpertheTerroroftheSeas." Tomhadfurnishedthesetitles,fromhisfavoriteliterature. 

           "’Tiswell. Givethecountersign." 

           Twohoarsewhispersdeliveredthesameawfulwordsimultaneouslytothebroodingnight: 

           "BLOOD!" 

           ThenTomtumbledhishamoverthebluffandlethimselfdownafterit,tearingbothskinandclothestosomeextentintheeffort. Therewasaneasy,comfortablepathalongtheshoreunderthebluff,butitlackedtheadvantagesofdifficultyanddangersovaluedbyapirate. 

           TheTerroroftheSeashadbroughtasideofbacon,andhadaboutwornhimselfoutwithgettingitthere. FinntheRed-Handedhadstolenaskilletandaquantityofhalf-curedleaftobacco,andhadalsobroughtafewcorn-cobstomakepipeswith. Butnoneofthepiratessmokedor"chewed"buthimself. TheBlackAvengeroftheSpanishMainsaiditwouldneverdotostartwithoutsomefire. Thatwasawisethought; matcheswerehardlyknownthereinthatday. Theysawafiresmoulderinguponagreatraftahundredyardsabove,andtheywentstealthilythitherandhelpedthemselvestoachunk. 

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