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? ? ? ? "Well, you see, I'm a kind of a hard lot,- least everybody says so, and I don't see nothing agin it- and sometimes I can't sleep much, on accounts of thinking about it and sort of trying to strike out a new way of doing. That was the way of it last night. I couldn't sleep, and so I come along up street 'bout midnight, a-turning it all over, and when I got to that old shackly brick store by the Temperance Tavern, I backed up agin the wall to have another think. Well, just then along comes these two chaps slipping along close by me, with something under their arm and I reckoned they'd stole it. One was a-smoking, and t'other one wanted a light; so they stopped right before me and the cigars lit up their faces and I see that the big one was the deaf and dumb Spaniard, by his white whiskers and the patch on his eye, and t'other one was a rusty, ragged looking devil."

? ? ? ? "Could you see the rags by the light of the cigars?"

? ? ? ? This staggered Huck for a moment. Then he said:

? ? ? ? "Well, I don't know- but somehow it seems as if I did.


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