? ? ? ? "Well, if it's got to be done, let's get at it. The quicker the better- I'm all in a shiver."
? ? ? ? "Do it now? And company there? Look here- I'll get suspicious of you, first thing you know. No- we'll wait till the lights are out- there's no hurry."
? ? ? ? Huck felt that a silence was going to ensue- a thing still more awful than any amount of murderous talk; so he held his breath and stepped gingerly back; planted his foot carefully and firmly, after balancing, one-legged, in a precarious way and almost toppling over, first on one side and then on the other. He took another step back, with the same elaboration and the same risks; then another and another, and- a twig snapped under his foot! His breath stopped and he listened. There was no sound- the stillness was perfect. His gratitude was measureless. Now he turned in his tracks, between the walls of sumach bushes- turned himself as carefully as if he were a ship- and then stepped quickly but cautiously along.
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