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I\r\nain’t any more baby than you are.” And Joe snuffled a little.\r\n\r\n“Well, we’ll let the crybaby go home to his mother, won’t we, Huck? Poor\r\nthing—does it want to see its mother? And so it shall. You like it here,\r\ndon’t you, Huck? We’ll stay, won’t we?”\r\n\r\nHuck said, “Y-e-s”—without any heart in it.\r\n\r\n“I’ll never speak to you again as long as I live,” said Joe, rising.\r\n“There now!” And he moved moodily away and began to dress himself.\r\n\r\n“Who cares!” said Tom. “Nobody wants you to. Go ’long home and get\r\nlaughed at. Oh, you’re a nice pirate. Huck and me ain’t crybabies. We’ll\r\nstay, won’t we, Huck? Let him go if he wants to. I reckon we can get\r\nalong without him, per’aps.”\r\n\r\nBut Tom was uneasy, nevertheless, and was alarmed to see Joe go sullenly\r\non with his dressing. And then it was discomforting to see Huck eying\r\nJoe’s preparations so wistfully, and keeping up such an ominous silence.\r\nPresently, without a parting word, Joe began to wade off toward the\r\nIllinois shore. Tom’s heart began to sink. He glanced at Huck. Huck\r\ncould not bear the look, and dropped his eyes. Then he said:\r\n\r\n“I want to go, too, Tom. It was getting so lonesome anyway, and now\r\nit’ll be worse. Let’s us go, too, Tom.”\r\n\r\n“I won’t! You can all go, if you want to. I mean to stay.”\r\n\r\n“Tom, I better go.”\r\n\r\n“Well, go ’long—who’s hendering you.”\r\n\r\nHuck began to pick up his scattered clothes. He said:\r\n\r\n“Tom, I wisht you’d come, too. Now you think it over. We’ll wait for you\r\nwhen we get to shore.”\r\n\r\n“Well, you’ll wait a blame long time, that’s all.”\r\n\r\nHuck started sorrowfully away, and Tom stood looking after him, with a\r\nstrong desire tugging at his heart to yield his pride and go along\r\ntoo. He hoped the boys would stop, but they still waded slowly on. It\r\nsuddenly dawned on Tom that it was become very lonely and still. He made\r\none final struggle with his pride, and then darted after his comrades,\r\nyelling:\r\n\r\n“Wait! Wait! I want to tell you something!”\r\n\r\nThey presently stopped and turned around. When he got to where they\r\nwere, he began unfolding his secret, and they listened moodily till\r\nat last they saw the “point” he was driving at, and then they set up a\r\nwarwhoop of applause and said it was “splendid!” and said if he had\r\ntold them at first, they wouldn’t have started away. He made a plausible\r\nexcuse; but his real reason had been the fear that not even the secret\r\nwould keep them with him any very great length of time, and so he had\r\nmeant to hold it in reserve as a last seduction.\r\n\r\nThe lads came gayly back and went at their sports again with a will,\r\nchattering all the time about Tom’s stupendous plan and admiring the\r\ngenius of it. After a dainty egg and fish dinner, Tom said he wanted to\r\nlearn to smoke, now. Joe caught at the idea and said he would like to\r\ntry, too. So Huck made pipes and filled them. These novices had never\r\nsmoked anything before but cigars made of grapevine, and they “bit” the\r\ntongue, and were not considered manly anyway.\r\n\r\nNow they stretched themselves out on their elbows and began to puff,\r\ncharily, and with slender confidence. The smoke had an unpleasant taste,\r\nand they gagged a little, but Tom said:\r\n\r\n“Why, it’s just as easy! If I’d a knowed this was all, I’d a learnt long\r\nago.”\r\n\r\n“So would I,” said Joe. “It’s just nothing.”\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 2"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG2TRB7TQRC4Z5DSJZGV48T2","peer_label":"CHAPTER XVI","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG2T4RHC4E1XKJ12BJRXE8E8","peer_label":"tom_sawyer.txt","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG2T49K0H5GDRB0G4YDTPG8H","peer_label":"Test Collection","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG2TSH22WTF8GX8421G5KCHD","peer_label":"Chunk 1","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG2TSHCTGC7Y1RNBW519PPH3","peer_label":"Chunk 3","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-28T17:35:34.884Z","ts":"2026-01-28T17:35:36.307Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}