 | Robert S. Levinson - 2003 - 830 pàgines
...time and place, "people that acts as I'd bec acting about that nigger goes to ever-lasting fire." im how glad he was when I come back out of the fog . . . and how ood he was . . ." And so, Huck says to himself, " 'All right, then, II go to hell' — and tore... | |
 | Geoff Wood - 2004 - 164 pàgines
...singing, and their laughing. He thought of how "I'd see him standing my watch . . . 'stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad he was when I came back out of the fog . . . and would always call me honey . . . and do everything he could think... | |
 | Ruth Fredman Cernea - 2006 - 268 pàgines
...Huck says, "I'd see him [Jim, the runaway slave] standing my watch on top of his'n, 'stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad...he was when I come back out of the fog; . . . and he would always call me honey and pet me and do everything he could think of for me, and how good he... | |
 | Andrew Silver - 2006 - 244 pàgines
...sentimental montage of Jim as mother: "I'd see him standing my watch on top of his'n, stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad...could think of for me, and how good he always was" (202). Though we get little idea of their conversations, laughter, or shared songs, we get a strong... | |
 | Andrew Silver - 2006 - 244 pàgines
...sentimental montage of Jim as mother: "I'd see him standing my watch on top of his'n, stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad...could think of for me, and how good he always was" (202). Though we get little idea of their conversations, laughter, or shared songs, we get a strong... | |
 | Joel A. Johnson - 2007 - 197 pàgines
...against him, but only the other kind. I'd see him standing my watch on top of his'n, stead of calling me, so I could go on sleeping; and see him how glad he was when I come back out of the fog . . . and at last I struck the time I saved him by telling the [slave hunters] we had small-pox aboard, and he... | |
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... along, talking and singing and laughing. But somehow I couldn't seem to strike no places to harden me against him, but only the other kind. 
