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1We stopped talking, and got to thinking. By-and-by Tom says: "Looky here, Huck, what fools we are to not think of it
2before! I bet I know where Jim is." "No! Where?" "In that hut down by the ash-hopper. Why, looky here. When we was at
3dinner, didn't you see a nigger man go in there with some vittles?" "Yes." "What did you think the vittles was for?"
4"For a dog." "So'd I. Well, it wasn't for a dog." "Why?" "Because part of it was watermelon." "So it was--I noticed it.
5Well, it does beat all that I never thought about a dog not eating watermelon. It shows how a body can see and don't see
6at the same time." "Well, the nigger unlocked the padlock when he went in, and he locked it again when he came out. He
7fetched uncle a key about the time we got up from table--same key, I bet. Watermelon shows man, lock shows prisoner; and
8it ain't likely there's two prisoners on such a little plantation, and where the people's all so kind and good. Jim's
9the prisoner. All right--I'm glad we found it out detective fashion; I wouldn't give shucks for any other way. Now you
10work your mind, and study out a plan to steal Jim, and I will study out one, too; and we'll take the one we like the
11best." What a head for just a boy to have! If I had Tom Sawyer's head I wouldn't trade it off to be a duke, nor mate of
12a steamboat, nor clown in a circus, nor nothing I can think of. I went to thinking out a plan, but only just to be doing
13something; I knowed very well where the right plan was going to come from. Pretty soon Tom says: "Ready?" "Yes," I says.
14"All right--bring it out." "My plan is this," I says. "We can easy find out if it's Jim in there. Then get up my canoe
15to-morrow night, and fetch my raft over from the island. Then the first dark night that comes steal the key out of the
16old man's britches after he goes to bed, and shove off down the river on the raft with Jim, hiding daytimes and running
17nights, the way me and Jim used to do before. Wouldn't that plan work?" "Work? Why, cert'nly it would work, like rats
18a-fighting. But it's too blame' simple; there ain't nothing to it. What's the good of a plan that ain't no more trouble
19than that? It's as mild as goose-milk. Why, Huck, it wouldn't make no more talk than breaking into a soap factory." I
20never said nothing, because I warn't expecting nothing different; but I knowed mighty well that whenever he got his plan
21ready it wouldn't have none of them objections to it. And it didn't. He told me what it was, and I see in a minute it
22was worth fifteen of mine for style, and would make Jim just as free a man as mine would, and maybe get us all killed
23besides. So I was satisfied, and said we would waltz in on it. I needn't tell what it was here, because I knowed it
24wouldn't stay the way, it was. I knowed he would be changing it around every which way as we went along, and heaving in
25new bullinesses wherever he got a chance. And that is what he done. Well, one thing was dead sure, and that was that Tom
26Sawyer was in earnest, and was actuly going to help steal that nigger out of slavery. That was the thing that was too
27many for me. Here was a boy that was respectable and well brung up; and had a character to lose; and folks at home that
28had characters; and he was bright and not leather-headed; and knowing and not ignorant; and not mean, but kind; and yet
29here he was, without any more pride, or rightness, or feeling, than to stoop to this business, and make himself a shame,
30and his family a shame, before everybody. I couldn't understand it no way at all. It was outrageous, and I knowed I
31ought to just up and tell him so; and so be his true friend, and let him quit the thing right where he was and save
32himself. And I did start to tell him; but he shut me up, and says: "Don't you reckon I know what I'm about? Don't I
33generly know what I'm about?" "Yes." "Didn't I say I was going to help steal the nigger?" "Yes." "Well, then." That's
34all he said, and that's all I said. It warn't no use to say any more; because when he said he'd do a thing, he always
35done it. But I couldn't make out how he was willing to go into this thing; so I just let it go, and never bothered no
36more about it. If he was bound to have it so, I couldn't help it. When we got home the house was all dark and still; so
37we went on down to the hut by the ash-hopper for to examine it. We went through the yard so as to see what the hounds
38would do. They knowed us, and didn't make no more noise than country dogs is always doing when anything comes by in the
39night. When we got to the cabin we took a look at the front and the two sides; and on the side I warn't acquainted
40with--which was the north side--we found a square window-hole, up tolerable high, with just one stout board nailed
41across it. I says: "Here's the ticket. This hole's big enough for Jim to get through if we wrench off the board." Tom
42says: "It's as simple as tit-tat-toe, three-in-a-row, and as easy as playing hooky. I should hope we can find a way
43that's a little more complicated than that, Huck Finn." "Well, then," I says, "how'll it do to saw him out, the way I
44done before I was murdered that time?" "That's more like," he says. "It's real mysterious, and troublesome, and good,"
45he says; "but I bet we can find a way that's twice as long. There ain't no hurry; le's keep on looking around." Betwixt
46the hut and the fence, on the back side, was a lean-to that joined the hut at the eaves, and was made out of plank. It
47was as long as the hut, but narrow--only about six foot wide. The door to it was at the south end, and was padlocked.
48Tom he went to the soap-kettle and searched around, and fetched back the iron thing they lift the lid with; so he took
49it and prized out one of the staples. The chain fell down, and we opened the door and went in, and shut it, and struck a
50match, and see the shed was only built against a cabin and hadn't no connection with it; and there warn't no floor to
51the shed, nor nothing in it but some old rusty played-out hoes and spades and picks and a crippled plow. The match went
52out, and so did we, and shoved in the staple again, and the door was locked as good as ever. Tom was joyful. He says;
53"Now we're all right. We'll dig him out. It'll take about a week!" Then we started for the house, and I went in the back
54door--you only have to pull a buckskin latch-string, they don't fasten the doors--but that warn't romantical enough for
55Tom Sawyer; no way would do him but he must climb up the lightning-rod. But after he got up half way about three times,
56and missed fire and fell every time, and the last time most busted his brains out, he thought he'd got to give it up;
57but after he was rested he allowed he would give her one more turn for luck, and this time he made the trip. In the
58morning we was up at break of day, and down to the nigger cabins to pet the dogs and make friends with the nigger that
59fed Jim--if it was Jim that was being fed. The niggers was just getting through breakfast and starting for the fields;
60and Jim's nigger was piling up a tin pan with bread and meat and things; and whilst the others was leaving, the key come
61from the house.
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