Приключения Гекльберри Финна

Chapter 9

           Sowebuiltitthereandcookeddinner.

           Wespreadtheblanketsinsideforacarpet,andeatourdinnerinthere.Weputalltheotherthingshandyatthebackofthecavern.Prettysoonitdarkenedup,andbeguntothunderandlighten;sothebirdswasrightaboutit.Directlyitbeguntorain,anditrainedlikeallfury,too,andIneverseethewindblowso.Itwasoneoftheseregularsummerstorms.Itwouldgetsodarkthatitlookedallblue-blackoutside,andlovely;andtherainwouldthrashalongbysothickthatthetreesoffalittlewayslookeddimandspider-webby;andherewouldcomeablastofwindthatwouldbendthetreesdownandturnupthepaleundersideoftheleaves;andthenaperfectripperofagustwouldfollowalongandsetthebranchestotossingtheirarmsasiftheywasjustwild;andnext,whenitwasjustaboutthebluestandblackestFST!itwasasbrightasglory,andyou’dhavealittleglimpseoftree-topsa-plungingaboutawayoffyonderinthestorm,hundredsofyardsfurtherthanyoucouldseebefore;darkassinagaininasecond,andnowyou’dhearthethunderletgowithanawfulcrash,andthengorumbling,grumbling,tumbling,downtheskytowardstheundersideoftheworld,likerollingemptybarrelsdownstairswhereit’slongstairsandtheybounceagooddeal,youknow.

           "Jim,thisisnice,"Isays."Iwouldn’twanttobenowhereelsebuthere.Passmealonganotherhunkoffishandsomehotcorn-bread.

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