Приключения Тома Сойера

Chapter 8

           HewenttoarottenlognearathandandbegantodigunderoneendofitwithhisBarlowknife. Hesoonstruckwoodthatsoundedhollow. Heputhishandthereandutteredthisincantationimpressively: 

           "Whathasn’tcomehere,come! What’shere,stayhere!" 

           Thenhescrapedawaythedirt,andexposedapineshingle. Hetookitupanddisclosedashapelylittletreasure-housewhosebottomandsideswereofshingles. Initlayamarble. Tom’sastonishmentwasboundless! Hescratchedhisheadwithaperplexedair,andsaid: 

           "Well,thatbeatsanything!" 

           Thenhetossedthemarbleawaypettishly,andstoodcogitating. Thetruthwas,thatasuperstitionofhishadfailed,here,whichheandallhiscomradeshadalwayslookeduponasinfallible. Ifyouburiedamarblewithcertainnecessaryincantations,andleftitaloneafortnight,andthenopenedtheplacewiththeincantationhehadjustused,youwouldfindthatallthemarblesyouhadeverlosthadgatheredthemselvestogetherthere,meantime,nomatterhowwidelytheyhadbeenseparated. Butnow,thisthinghadactuallyandunquestionablyfailed. Tom’swholestructureoffaithwasshakentoitsfoundations. Hehadmanyatimeheardofthisthingsucceedingbutneverofitsfailingbefore. Itdidnotoccurtohimthathehadtrieditseveraltimesbefore,himself,butcouldneverfindthehiding-placesafterward. Hepuzzledoverthemattersometime,andfinallydecidedthatsomewitchhadinterferedandbrokenthecharm. Hethoughthewouldsatisfyhimselfonthatpoint; sohesearchedaroundtillhefoundasmallsandyspotwithalittlefunnel-shapeddepressioninit. Helaidhimselfdownandputhismouthclosetothisdepressionandcalled 

           "Doodle-bug,doodle-bug,tellmewhatIwanttoknow! Doodle-bug,doodle-bug,tellmewhatIwanttoknow!" 

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