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The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

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“That we better glide out of this before three in the morning, and clip it down the river with what we’ve got. Specially, seeing we got it so easy—GIVEN back to us, flung at our heads, as you may say, when of course we allowed to have to steal it back. I’m for knocking off and lighting out.” “I’m thinking we better get out of here before three in the morning, and run to the river with what we’ve already gotten out of them. Especially since we got it so easily—it was GIVEN back to us, thrown at our heads you could say, even though we’d planned to steal it back. I’m for calling it quits and taking off.”
That made me feel pretty bad. About an hour or two ago it would a been a little different, but now it made me feel bad and disappointed, The king rips out and says: That made me feel pretty bad. It would have been different about an hour or two ago, but now I felt really bad and disappointed. The king got angry and said:
“What! And not sell out the rest o’ the property? March off like a passel of fools and leave eight or nine thous’n’ dollars’ worth o’ property layin’ around jest sufferin’ to be scooped in?—and all good, salable stuff, too.” “What! And not sell the rest of the property? March off like a bunch of fools and leave eight or nine thousand dollars worth of property lying around just begging to be scooped up? It’s all good, salable stuff, too.”
The duke he grumbled; said the bag of gold was enough, and he didn’t want to go no deeper—didn’t want to rob a lot of orphans of EVERYTHING they had. The duke grumbled. He said the bag of gold was enough. He didn’t want to go any further. He didn’t want to rob those orphans of EVERYTHING they had.
“Why, how you talk!” says the king. “We sha’n’t rob ’em of nothing at all but jest this money. The people that BUYS the property is the suff’rers; because as soon ’s it’s found out ’at we didn’t own it—which won’t be long after we’ve slid—the sale won’t be valid, and it ’ll all go back to the estate. These yer orphans ’ll git their house back agin, and that’s enough for THEM; they’re young and spry, and k’n easy earn a livin’. THEY ain’t a-goin to suffer. Why, jest think—there’s thous’n’s and thous’n’s that ain’t nigh so well off. Bless you, THEY ain’t got noth’n’ to complain of.” “Listen to yourself!” said the king. “We’re not robbing them of anything except this money. The people that BUY the stuff are the ones that are going to suffer, because as soon as they find out we didn’t own it—which won’t be long after we’ve run off—the sale won’t be valid and it’ll all go back to the estate. These orphans will get there house back, and that’s good enough for THEM. They’re young and spry and can easily earn a living. THEY aren’t going to suffer. Why, just think—there are thousands and thousand of people that aren’t as well off as them. I tell you, THEY won’t have anything to complain about.”
Well, the king he talked him blind; so at last he give in, and said all right, but said he believed it was blamed foolishness to stay, and that doctor hanging over them. But the king says: Well, the king talked and talked, and the duke finally gave in. He said all right, but that he believed it was foolish to stay, especially with the doctoring looming over them. But the king said:
“Cuss the doctor! What do we k’yer for HIM? Hain’t we got all the fools in town on our side? And ain’t that a big enough majority in any town?” “Curse the doctor! What do you care about HIM for? Didn’t we get all the fools in town on our side? And isn’t that a big enough majority in any town?”
So they got ready to go down stairs again. The duke says: So they got ready to go downstairs again. The duke said:
“I don’t think we put that money in a good place.” “I don’t think we put that money in a good enough place.”
That cheered me up. I’d begun to think I warn’t going to get a hint of no kind to help me. The king says: That cheered me up, since I’d begun to think they weren’t going to drop a hint about that. The king said:
“Why?” “Why?”
“Because Mary Jane ’ll be in mourning from this out; and first you know the nigger that does up the rooms will get an order to box these duds up and put ’em away; and do you reckon a nigger can run across money and not borrow some of it?” “Because Mary Jane will be in mourning from this point on. First, you know the n----- that cleans up these rooms will be told to box up these clothes and put them away. And do you think a n----- can run across money and not take some of it?”
“Your head’s level agin, duke,” says the king; and he comes a-fumbling under the curtain two or three foot from where I was. I stuck tight to the wall and kept mighty still, though quivery; and I wondered what them fellows would say to me if they catched me; and I tried to think what I’d better do if they did catch me. But the king he got the bag before I could think more than about a half a thought, and he never suspicioned I was around. They took and shoved the bag through a rip in the straw tick that was under the feather-bed, and crammed it in a foot or two amongst the straw and said it was all right now, because a nigger only makes up the feather-bed, and don’t turn over the straw tick only about twice a year, and so it warn’t in no danger of getting stole now. “Now you’re thinking straight again, duke,” said the king. He came over and fumbled around with the curtain two or three feet from where I was. I pressed myself against the wall and kept still, though I was shaking. I wondered what those fellows would say if they caught me, and I tried to think of what I’d do if they did. But the king grabbed and pulled out the bag before I could think even half a thought. He never even suspsected that I was there. They shoved the bag through a rip in the straw mattress under the featherbed, and crammed it in a foot or two into the straw. They figured that would be all right and no longer in danger of being stolen because a n----- only makes up the featherbed—and they only turn over the mattress about twice a year.
But I knowed better. I had it out of there before they was half-way down stairs. I groped along up to my cubby, and hid it there till I could get a chance to do better. I judged I better hide it outside of the house somewheres, because if they missed it they would give the house a good ransacking: I knowed that very well. Then I turned in, with my clothes all on; but I couldn’t a gone to sleep if I’d a wanted to, I was in such a sweat to get through with the business. By and by I heard the king and the duke come up; so I rolled off my pallet and laid with my chin at the top of my ladder, and waited to see if anything was going to happen. But nothing did. But I knew better. I had the bag out of there before they were halfway down the stairs. I groped along up the stairs to my nook in the attic, and hid the money there until I could get a chance to find a better hiding place. I figured I’d better hide it somewhere outside the house, because if they’d ransack the house if they realized it was missing—I knew that for sure. Then I went to bed with all my clothes still on. But I couldn’t have gotten to sleep if I wanted to. I was so anxious to get through with this business. Pretty soon I heard the king and the duke come upstairs, so I rolled off my pallet and laid with my chin at the top of my ladder, waiting to see if anything was going to happen. But nothing did.

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