244 THE ADVENTURES OF HUCKLEBERRY FINN.
It was only a little thing to do, and no trouble ; and it's the little things that smoothes people's roads the most, down here below ; it would make Mary Jane comfortable, and it wouldn't cost nothing. Then I says : " There's one more thing—that bag of money."
"Well, they've got that; and it makes me feel pretty silly to think how they got it."
"No, you're out, there. They hain't got it."
" Why, who's got it ? "
" I wish I knowed, but I don't. I had it, because I stole it from them : and I stole it to give to you ; and I know where I hid it, but I'm afraid it ain't there no more. I'm awful sorry, Miss Mary Jane, I'm just as sorry as I can be ; but I done the best I could ; I did, honest. I come nigh getting caught, and I had to shove it into the first place I come to, and run—and it warn't a good place."
" Oh, stop blaming yourself—it's too bad to do it, and I won't allow it—you couldn't help it; it wasn't you fault. Where did you hide it ? "
I didn't want to set her to thinking about her troubles again ; and I couldn't seem to get my mouth to tell her what would make her see that corpse laying in
the coffin with that bag of money on his stomach. So for a minute I didn't say nothing—then I says :
" I'd ruther not tell you where I put it, Miss Mary Jane, if you don't mind letting me off ; but I'll write it for you on a piece of paper, and you can read it along the road to Mr. Lothrop's, if you want to. Do you reckon that'll do ? "
" Oh, yes."