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He hid behind a great bowlder and fell to listening.

There was a lagging, anxious silence, and then all of a sudden there was an explosion of firearms and a cry.

Huck waited for no particulars. He sprang away and sped down the hill as fast as his legs could carry him.

AS the earliest suspicion of dawn appeared on Sunday morning, Huck came groping up the hill and rapped gently at the old Welshman's door. The inmates were asleep, but it was a sleep that was set on a hair-trigger, on account of the exciting episode of the night. A call came from a window:

"Who's there!"

Huck's scared voice answered in a low tone:

"Please let me in! It's only Huck Finn!"

"It's a name that can open this door night or day, lad!-and welcome!"

These were strange words to the vagabond boy's ears, and the pleasantest he had ever heard.

He could not recollect that the closing word had ever been applied in his case before.

The door was quickly unlocked, and he entered.

Huck was given a seat and the old man and his brace of tall sons speedily dressed themselves.

"Now, my boy, I hope you're good and hungry, because breakfast will be ready as soon as the sun's up, and we'll have a piping hot one, too-make yourself easy about that! I and the boys hoped you'd turn up and stop here last night."

"I was awful scared," said Huck, "and I run. I took out when the pistols went off, and I didn't stop for three mile. I've come now becuz I wanted to know about it, you know; and I come before daylight becuz I didn't want to run across them devils, even if they was dead."

"Well, poor chap, you do look as if you'd had a hard night of it-but there's a bed here for you when you've had your breakfast.

No, they ain't dead, lad-we are sorry enough for that.

You see we knew right where to put our hands on them, by your description; so we crept along on tiptoe till we got within fifteen feet of them-dark as a cellar that sumach path was-and just then I found I was going to sneeze.

It was the meanest kind of luck! I tried to keep it back, but no use-'twas bound to come, and it did come! I was in the lead with my pistol raised, and when the sneeze started those scoundrels a-rustling to get out of the path, I sung out, 'Fire boys!' and blazed away at the place where the rustling was.

So did the boys.

But they were off in a jiffy, those villains, and we after them, down through the woods.

I judge we never touched them.

They fired a shot apiece as they started, but their bullets whizzed by and didn't do us any harm.

CHAPTER XXX

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