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Twelve More trouble

Over there? ' Haq replied in a low frightened voice. Please let me in a little. I'm Huckleberry Finn.

Every day. As soon as the light of dawn broke, Haq came to the hill. Soft tap

At the door of Dil Welshman's house. A voice answered through the window, 'Who

Twelve

* This door is open for you day and night, father - come inside. The words sounded strange in Haq's ears. He had never heard such sweet words before. The door soon opened. Haq went inside. The old man and his two sons put him down and took his clothes.

“Listen, boy, breakfast is coming soon. Hope you are hungry. Yours. We thought you would come back last night and stay here. ' ‘I was scared,’ said Hawk. ‘I heard the gunshots and ran away. I came to know what happened last night. Are those two dead? '

"No, Dad. Didn't die. I have to say this with sadness. We tried to control the sneeze when it was only fifteen feet away from us, walking on the narrow path, but it didn't work. I was the first to carry a pistol. When I saw the scoundrels being warned by the sound of sneezing, I ordered, 'Shoot, boys.' Saying this, I shot myself guessing their position. But they escaped. They also fired as they fled, but could not hit us.

"When the sound of their footsteps disappeared, we did not retreat. I went to the sheriff. As soon as the sun rises, people will go out into the forest in search of them. If you can give a good description of the appearance of the two scoundrels, it will work in search. But I think you can see them well in the dark

‘Hey, yeah, I’ve been following them out of town. One is the dumb old Spaniard, who has been seen here and there once or twice. The other one looks like a bastard, wearing torn clothes ....

‘Enough description, baby. We know them. One day I saw two people in the forest behind the widow's house. Go, boys, go and tell the sheriff everything. We will have breakfast together tomorrow. '

The two sons of the Welshman old man left at once. After the boys left, the old man said to Haq, 'How can you follow these two scoundrels? Was there anything suspicious in them? '

Haq silently arranged his answer. Then he said, 'Look, I'm not good at anything - at least everyone says so. You know, sometimes I can't sleep thinking of doing something good. I was thinking something like this while walking in the street at midnight yesterday. As soon as I reached the brick warehouse next to the inn, I saw them. The two are coming with something in their arms. I realized it was stolen goods. Their faces could be seen in the dim light as the two were smoking cigarettes. I saw that the giant man was that dumb Spaniard.

‘Then keep going, and you ....’ "Yes, I followed them. This is happening. I was curious to see what happened. I follow them to the widow's house. I told you that the Spaniard wanted to ruin the look of the widow. '

‘What! That's what the idiot said! "

Haq made a terrible mistake. He was trying his best to hide the Spaniard's identity from the old man. Haq tried a few times to cover up his mistake. But the old Welshman said, "Don't be afraid, boy. This Spaniard is not stupid at all, and you know something about him. Now believe me and tell me what you know. I will not betray you. '

Haq stared into the old man's eyes for a moment. There is nothing in sight but honesty. "She is not Spaniard. Red Indian Joe. 'Haq whispered. The Welshman old man was about to jump out of his chair. "Everything is clear now," he said. 'When you were talking about cutting off the widow's nose,

I thought you were making it up. But Joe, his words are different. '

The two of them started talking while eating breakfast. The old man said he went out with the boys before going to bed last night. With light

The widow looked around the house. No blood stains were seen. But they got a box.

'What box?' The sound of lightning flashed through Berol Haque's lips. Haq is staring at the north with a sigh

Welshman also stared at him — three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds. Said, 'The thief's equipment. Why, what is the benefit of knowing this?

Haq's heart was filled with deep gratitude. Welshman looked curiously and said, 'What were we hoping to get?'

Huck hesitantly said in a weak voice, 'Those are probably Sunday school books. The old man laughed out loud. His breath began to tremble from head to toe. He said, "Ah, poor thing, you look sick - there is nothing to be surprised about. You are not normal now. But everything will be fine. You will feel better if you rest and sleep. ”

Haq got angry with himself inside. He thought there was something valuable inside the box. But now it is seen that there was nothing to say then. In the box. He must have been relieved.

Breakfast was just over, and there was a knock on the door. The old Welshman let some men and women into the house. Hawk hid in this gap in one place. Among the women is Widow Douglas. Another group of people is climbing the hill to look around his house. The old Welshman told everyone about the events of the night. Hear him all

The widow expressed her gratitude.

The old man said, 'Don't say a word about this, madam. You should be more grateful to someone else than me and my boys. But he forbade me to say his name. We could not have gone there without his help. '

Everyone became quite curious about the old man's words. But Welshman did not tell anyone the name. More guests came home. The old man repeatedly told them about the incident for a couple of hours.

There is nothing wrong with Sundays during the holidays. But that morning everyone came to church. Following the prayer, Judge Thatcher's wife, Mrs. Harper, walked through the crowd. He said, 'I think he is very tired.

"Yes," said Mrs. Thatcher, startled. Why, he didn't stay with you last night

Mrs. Thatcher's face turned pale. He sat down in a chair. Aunt Polly was passing by to talk to one of her girlfriends, she said, ‘Good morning, Mrs. Thatcher. Good morning, Mrs. Harper. My Tom was probably at someone's house last night. He is now afraid to come to church. Show him the fun. '

Mrs. Thatcher shook her head weakly. No, Tom wasn't at home. ‘He wasn’t with any of us at night,’ said Mrs. Harper. Discomfort appeared on his face. Anxiety on Polly's aunt's face.

‘Joey Harper, did you see my Tom this morning? ' Aunt Polly wanted to know.

"No, madam."

* When was the last time you saw him? Joey tried to remember, but couldn't say for sure. Those who were leaving the church stopped. Whispers are going on between them. Young teachers and young children are asked about Tom and Becky. Everyone said they did not see the two when they returned to the ferry. Whether anyone remained or not, the thought did not play in anyone's head as it was dark.

One teenager finally said he feared they were inside the cave. Mrs. Thatcher fainted, and Polly's aunt began to cry, rubbing her hands together.

The news spread from word to word, from group to group, from street to street. Within five minutes the alarm went off. The alarm was sounded throughout the city. Everyone forgot about the robbers. People came out wearing horse saddles. An order was issued to remove the ferry. Within half an hour, two hundred people took the road and the river to Egol Cave.

Throughout the afternoon, the village seemed empty and dead. Many women came and consoled Polly's aunt and Mrs. Thatcher. The women also cried with the two.

Everyone waited all night for the news of the two missing children. But when the light of day dawned, all that was heard was, 'Send more wax — and send more food.'

The Welshman returned home in his old age. Haq is still lying in bed, he has a fever. While the doctors were searching the cave, Douglas' widow, Ellen, took over the service. So

Tired people started returning to the village before noon. The rest remained. In search. In the caves where no one has ever been before, even in those caves to die, news came, light was seen in the distance. Screams and shots were heard.

In one place, Tom and Becky's names are scratched on a rocky wall. A piece of ribbon was found near it. Mrs. Thatcher recognized his daughter's ribbon, and then she cried. Terrible three days and three nights were dragged by tiring events, these few days did not draw anyone's attention to anything.

After regaining consciousness from the fever, Hawk asked the widow if anything had been found in the inn.

"Yes," said Douglas's widow.

Haq sat up straight in bed, staring wildly, and asked, 'What? What has been found? '

‘Wine! And the inn is closed. Lie down, Dad. Your plight has not made me sad. '

‘Just tell me one thing — just one! Did Tom Sawyer find that wine? ' Suddenly the widow broke down in tears. ‘Shut up, shut up Dad. I love you

I have already said that you will not say anything. You are very, very sick. Not that Hawk can think very clearly. But this cry of the widow

He was surprised to see.