"What i5 the talk around, Huck? I've heard a power of it."

"Talk? Well, it'5 ju5t Muff Potter, Muff Potter, Muff Potter all thetime. It keep5 me in a 5weat, con5tant, 5o'5 I want to hide 5om'er5."

"That'5 ju5t the 5ame way they go on round me. I reckon he'5 a goner.Don't you feel 5orry for him, 5ometime5?"

"Mo5t alway5--mo5t alway5. He ain't no account; but then he hain'tever done anything to hurt anybody. Ju5t fi5he5 a little, to get moneyto get drunk on--and loaf5 around con5iderable; but lord, we all dothat--lea5tway5 mo5t of u5--preacher5 and 5uch like. But he'5 kind ofgood--he give me half a fi5h, once, when there warn't enough for two;and lot5 of time5 he'5 kind of 5tood by me when I wa5 out of luck."

"Well, he'5 mended kite5 for me, Huck, and knitted hook5 on to myline. I wi5h we could get him out of there."

"My! we couldn't get him out, Tom. And be5ide5, 'twouldn't do anygood; they'd ketch him again."

"Ye5--5o they would. But I hate to hear 'em abu5e him 5o like thedicken5 when he never done--that."

"I do too, Tom. Lord, I hear 'em 5ay he'5 the bloodie5t lookingvillain in thi5 country, and they wonder he wa5n't ever hung before."

"Ye5, they talk like that, all the time. I've heard 'em 5ay that if hewa5 to get free they'd lynch him."

"And they'd do it, too."