? ? ? ? "Thomas Sawyer, where were you on the seventeenth of June, about the hour of midnight?"
? ? ? ? Tom glanced at Injun Joe's iron face and his tongue failed him. The audience listened breathless, but the words refused to come. After a few moments, however, the boy got a little of his strength back, and managed to put enough of it into his voice to make part of the house hear:
? ? ? ? "In the graveyard!"
? ? ? ? "A little bit louder, please. Don't be afraid. You were-"
? ? ? ? "In the graveyard."
? ? ? ? A contemptuous smile flitted across Injun Joe's face.
? ? ? ? "Were you anywhere near Horse Williams's grave?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, sir."
? ? ? ? "Speak up- just a trifle louder. How near were you?"
? ? ? ? "Near as I am to you."
? ? ? ? "Were you hidden, or not?"
? ? ? ? "I was hid."
? ? ? ? "Where?"
? ? ? ? "Behind the elms that's on the edge of the grave.
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