The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn. Марк Твен

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      Well, when Tom and me got to the edge of the hill-top, we looked away down into the village and could see three or four lights twinkling, where there was sick, folks, maybe; and the stars over us was sparkling ever so fine; and down by the village was the river, a whole mile broad, and awful still and grand. We went down the hill and found Jo Harper, and Ben Rogers, and two or three more of the boys, hid in the old tanyard. So we unhitched a skiff and pulled down the river two mile and a half, to the big scar on the hillside, and went ashore.

      We went to a clump of bushes, and Tom made everybody swear to keep the secret, and then showed them a hole in the hill, right in the thickest part of the bushes. Then we lit the candles and crawled in on our hands and knees. We went about two hundred yards, and then the cave opened up. Tom poked about amongst the passages and pretty soon ducked under a wall where you wouldn’t a noticed that there was a hole. We went along a narrow place and got into a kind of room, all damp and sweaty and cold, and there we stopped. Tom says:

      ‘Now we’ll start this band of robbers and call it Tom Sawyer’s Gang. Everybody that wants to join has got to take an oath, and write his name in blood.’

      Everybody was willing. So Tom got out a sheet of paper that he had wrote the oath on, and read it. It swore every boy to stick to the band, and never tell any of the secrets: and if anybody done anything to any boy in the band, whichever boy was ordered to kill that person and his family must do it, and he mustn’t eat and he mustn’t sleep till he had killed them and hacked a cross in their breasts, which was the sign of the band. And nobody that didn’t belong to the band could use that mark, and if he did he must be sued; and if he done it again he must be killed. And if anybody that belonged to the band told the secrets, he must have his throat cut, and then have his carcass burnt up and the ashes scattered all around, and his name blotted off of the list with blood and never mentioned again by the gang, but have a curse put on it and be forgot, for ever.

      Everybody said it was a real beautiful oath, and asked Tom if he got it out of his own head. He said, some of it, but the rest was out of pirate books, and robber books, and every gang that was high-toned had it.

      Some thought it would be good to kill the families of boys that told the secrets. Torn said it was a good idea, so he took a pencil and wrote it in. Then Ben Rogers says:

      ‘Here’s Huck Finn, he hain’t got no family—what you going to do ‘bout him?’

      ‘Well, hain’t he got a father?’ says Tom Sawyer.

      ‘Yes, he’s got a father, but you can’t never find him, these days. He used to lay drunk with the hogs in the tanyard, but he hain’t been seen in these parts for a year or more.’

      They talked it over, and they was going to rule me out, because they said every boy must have a family or somebody to kill, or else it wouldn’t be fair and square for the others. Well, nobody could think of anything to do—everybody was stumped, and set still. I was most ready to cry; but all at once I thought of a way, and so I offered them Miss Watson—they could kill her. Everybody said:

      ‘Oh, she’ll do, she’ll do. That’s all right. Huck can come in.’

      Then they all stuck a pin in their fingers to get blood to sign with, and I made my mark on the paper.

      ‘Now,’ says Ben Rogers, ‘what’s the line of business of this Gang?’

      ‘Nothing only robbery and murder,’ Tom said.

      ‘But who are we going to rob? houses—or cattle—or—’

      ‘Stuff! stealing cattle and such things ain’t robbery, it’s burglary,’ says Tom Sawyer. ‘We ain’t burglars. That ain’t no sort of style. We are highwaymen. We stop stages and carriages on the road, with masks on, and kill the people and take their, watches and money’.

      ‘Must we always kill the people?’

      ‘Oh, certainly. It’s best. Some authorities think different, but mostly, it’s considered best to kill them. Except some that you bring to the cave here and keep them till they’re ransomed.’

      ‘Ransomed? What’s that?’

      ‘I don’t know. But that’s what they do. I’ve seen it in books; and so of course that’s what we’ve got to do.’

      ‘But how can we do it if we don’t know what it is?’

      ‘Why blame it all, we’ve got to do it. Don’t I tell you it’s in the books? Do you want to go to doing different from what’s in the books, and get things all muddled up?’

      ‘Oh, that’s all very fine to say, Tom Sawyer, but how in the nation are these fellows going to be ransomed if we don’t know how to do it to them? that’s the thing I want to get at. Now what do you reckon it is?’

      ‘Well, I don’t know. But per’aps if we keep them till they’re ransomed, it means that we keep them till they’re dead.’

      ‘Now, that’s something like. That’ll answer. Why couldn’t you said that before? We’ll keep them till they’re ransomed to death—and a bothersome lot they’ll be, too, eating up everything and always trying to get loose.’

      ‘How you talk, Ben Rogers. How can they get loose when there’s a guard over them, ready to shoot them down if they move a peg?’

      ‘A guard. Well, that is good. So somebody’s got to set up all night and never get any sleep, just so as to watch them. I think that’s foolishness. Why can’t a body take a club and ransom them as soon as they get here?’

      ‘Because it ain’t in the books so—that’s why. Now, Ben Rogers, do you want to do things regular, or don’t you?—that’s the idea. Don’t you reckon that the people that made the books knows what’s the correct thing to do? Do you reckon you can learn ‘em anything? Not by a good deal. No, sir, we’ll just go on and ransom them in the regular way’.

      ‘All right. I don’t mind; but I say it’s a fool way, anyhow. Say—do we kill the women, too?’

      ‘Well, Ben Rogers, if I was as, ignorant as you I wouldn’t let on. Kill the women? No—nobody ever saw anything in the books like that. You fetch them to the cave, and you’re always as polite as pie to them; and by and by they fall in love with you and never want to go home any more.’

      ‘Well, if that’s the way, I’m agreed, but I don’t take no stock in it. Mighty soon we’ll have the cave so cluttered up with women, and fellows Waiting to be ransomed, that there won’t be no place for the robbers. But go ahead, I ain’t got nothing to say’.

      ‘Little Tommy Barnes was asleep, now, and when they waked him up he was scared, and cried, and said he wanted to go home to his ma, and didn’t want to be a robber any more.

      So they all made fun of him, and called him cry-baby, and that made him mad, and he said he would go straight and tell all the secrets. But Tom give him СКАЧАТЬ