CHAPTERX。
THEARRESTOFUNCLESILAS
THEMawfulwordsfrozeussolid。Wecouldn’tmovehandorfootforasmuchashalfaminute。
Thenwekindofcometo，andliftedtheoldmanupandgothimintohischair，andBennypettedhimandkissedhimandtriedtocomforthim，andpooroldAuntSallyshedonethesame；but，poorthings，theywassobrokeupandscaredandknockedoutoftheirrightmindsthattheydidn’thardlyknowwhattheywasabout。WithTomitwasawful；it’mostpetrifiedhimtothinkmaybehehadgothisuncleintoathousandtimesmoretroublethanever，andmaybeitwouldn’teverhappenedifhehadn’tbeensoambitioustogetcelebrated，andletthecorpsealonethewaytheothersdone。Butprettysoonhesortofcometohimselfagainandsays：
\"UncleSilas，don’tyousayanotherwordlikethat。