The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"What's verdigrease?"
"It's p'ison. That's what it is. You just swaller some of it once -- you'll see."
"It's p'ison. That's what it is. You just swaller some of it once -- you'll see."
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Nascent Drama
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The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
So Tom unwound the thread from one of his needles, and each boy pricked the ball of his thumb and squeezed out a drop of blood. In time, after many squeezes, Tom managed to sign his initials, using the ball of his little finger for a pen. Then he showed Huckleberry how to make an H and an F, and the oath was complete. They buried the shingle close to the wall, with some dismal ceremonies and incantations, and the fetters that bound their tongues were considered to be locked and the key thrown away.
A figure crept stealthily through a break in the other end of the ruined building, now, but they did not notice it.
A figure crept stealthily through a break in the other end of the ruined building, now, but they did not notice it.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Tom," whispered Huckleberry, "does this keep us from ever telling -- always?"
"Of course it does. It don't make any difference what happens, we got to keep mum. We'd drop down dead -- don't you know that?"
"Of course it does. It don't make any difference what happens, we got to keep mum. We'd drop down dead -- don't you know that?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Yes, I reckon that's so."
They continued to whisper for some little time. Presently a dog set up a long, lugubrious howl just outside -- within ten feet of them. The boys clasped each other suddenly, in an agony of fright.
They continued to whisper for some little time. Presently a dog set up a long, lugubrious howl just outside -- within ten feet of them. The boys clasped each other suddenly, in an agony of fright.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Which of us does he mean?" gasped Huckleberry.
"I dono -- peep through the crack. Quick!"
"I dono -- peep through the crack. Quick!"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"No, you, Tom!"
"I can't -- I can't do it, Huck!"
"I can't -- I can't do it, Huck!"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Please, Tom. There 'tis again!"
"Oh, lordy, I'm thankful!" whispered Tom. "I know his voice. It's Bull Harbison." *
"Oh, lordy, I'm thankful!" whispered Tom. "I know his voice. It's Bull Harbison." *
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
Note: * If Mr. Harbison had owned a slave named Bull, Tom would have spoken of him as "Harbison's Bull," but a son or a dog of that name was "Bull Harbison."
"Oh, that's good -- I tell you, Tom, I was most scared to death; I'd a bet anything it was a stray dog."
"Oh, that's good -- I tell you, Tom, I was most scared to death; I'd a bet anything it was a stray dog."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
The dog howled again. The boys' hearts sank once more.
"Oh, my! that ain't no Bull Harbison!" whispered Huckleberry. " Do , Tom!"
"Oh, my! that ain't no Bull Harbison!" whispered Huckleberry. " Do , Tom!"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
Tom, quaking with fear, yielded, and put his eye to the crack. His whisper was hardly audible when he said:
"Oh, Huck, IT'S A STRAY DOG!"
"Oh, Huck, IT'S A STRAY DOG!"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Quick, Tom, quick! Who does he mean?"
"Huck, he must mean us both -- we're right together."
"Huck, he must mean us both -- we're right together."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Oh, Tom, I reckon we're goners. I reckon there ain't no mistake 'bout where I'll go to. I been so wicked."
"Dad fetch it! This comes of playing hookey and doing everything a feller's told not to do. I might a been good, like Sid, if I'd a tried -- but no, I wouldn't, of course. But if ever I get off this time, I lay I'll just waller in Sunday-schools!" And Tom began to snuffle a little.
"Dad fetch it! This comes of playing hookey and doing everything a feller's told not to do. I might a been good, like Sid, if I'd a tried -- but no, I wouldn't, of course. But if ever I get off this time, I lay I'll just waller in Sunday-schools!" And Tom began to snuffle a little.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
" You bad!" and Huckleberry began to snuffle too. "Consound it, Tom Sawyer, you're just old pie, 'longside o' what I am. Oh, lordy , lordy, lordy, I wisht I only had half your chance."
Tom choked off and whispered:
Tom choked off and whispered:
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Look, Hucky, look! He's got his BACK to us!"
Hucky looked, with joy in his heart.
Hucky looked, with joy in his heart.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Well, he has, by jingoes! Did he before?"
"Yes, he did. But I, like a fool, never thought. Oh, this is bully, you know. Now who can he mean?"
"Yes, he did. But I, like a fool, never thought. Oh, this is bully, you know. Now who can he mean?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
The howling stopped. Tom pricked up his ears.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Sh! What's that?" he whispered.
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"Sounds like -- like hogs grunting. No -- it's somebody snoring, Tom."
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"That is it! Where 'bouts is it, Huck?"
The Dork Lord
Whipping Boy
"I bleeve it's down at 'tother end. Sounds so, anyway. Pap used to sleep there, sometimes, 'long with the hogs, but laws bless you, he just lifts things when he snores. Besides, I reckon he ain't ever coming back to this town any more."