The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn | Chapter XXXV - Page 3

“Now, there's sense in that,” I says. “Letting on don't cost nothing; letting on ain't no trouble; and if it's any object, I don't mind letting on we was at it a hundred and fifty years. It wouldn't strain me none, after I got my hand in. So I'll mosey along now, and smouch a couple of case-knives.”

“Smouch three,” he says; “we want one to make a saw out of.”

“Tom, if it ain't unregular and irreligious to sejest it,” I says, “there's an old rusty saw-blade around yonder sticking under the weather-boarding behind the smokehouse.”

He looked kind of weary and discouraged-like, and says:

“It ain't no use to try to learn you nothing, Huck. Run along and smouch the knives—three of them.” So I done it.

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