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? ? ? ? "Yes, you better turn y'r head away- I would if I was you, Tom."

? ? ? ? "Oh, deary me!" says Aunt Sally; "is he changed so? Why, that ain't Tom, it's Sid; Tom's- Tom's- why, where is Tom? He was here a minute ago."

? ? ? ? "You mean where's Huck Finn- that's what you mean! I reckon I hain't raised such a scamp as my Tom all these years, not to know him when I see him. That would be a pretty howdy-do. Come out from under that bed, Huck Finn."

? ? ? ? So I done it. But not feeling brash.

? ? ? ? Aunt Sally she was one of the mixed-upest looking persons I ever see; except one, and that was Uncle Silas, when he come in, and they told it all to him. It kind of made him drunk, as you may say, and he didn't know nothing at all the rest of the day, and preached a prayer-meeting sermon that night that give him a rattling ruputation, because the oldest man in the world couldn't a understood it. So Tom's Aunt Polly, she told all about who I was, and what; and I had to up and trill how I was in such a tight place when Mrs. Phelps took me for Tom Sawyer- she chipped in and says, "Oh, go on and call me Aunt Sally, I'm used to it, now, and 'taint no need to change"- that when Aunt Sally took me for Tom Sawyer, I had to stand it- there warn't no other way, and I knowed he wouldn't mind, because it would be nuts for him, being a mystery, and he'd make an adventure out of it and be perfectly satisfied.


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