The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Now I was feeling pretty comfortable all down one side, and pretty
uncomfortable all up the other. Being Tom Sawyer was easy and comfortable,
and it stayed easy and comfortable till by and by I hear a steamboat
coughing along down the river. Then I says to myself, s’pose Tom Sawyer
comes down on that boat? And s’pose he steps in here any minute, and sings
out my name before I can throw him a wink to keep quiet?
Now I was feeling pretty good about the situation. Being Tom Sawyer was
pretty easy, and it stayed nice and easy until later on when I heard a
steamboat coming down the river. Then I asked myself what would happen if
Tom Sawyer was on that ship? What if he walked in here all of a sudden and
called out my name before I could signal him to keep quiet?
Well, I couldn’t HAVE it that way; it wouldn’t do at all. I must go up the
road and waylay him. So I told the folks I reckoned I would go up to the
town and fetch down my baggage. The old gentleman was for going along with
me, but I said no, I could drive the horse myself, and I druther he wouldn’t
take no trouble about me.
Well, I couldn’t let THAT happen—it wouldn’t do at all. I had to go up the
road and intercept him. So I told the folks that I would go up to the town
to get my baggage. The old gentleman was all for going with me, but I said
no, I could drive the horse myself and preferred he not make so much fuss