1 This bosom friend was Joe Harper.
2 I never used a weepon in my life before, Joe.
3 At last luck seemed to settle and abide with Joe.
4 "It's a dirty business," said Joe, without moving.
5 Now," said Joe, getting up, "you got to let me kill you.
6 Joe harassed him awhile, and then he got away and crossed back again.
7 Now appeared Joe Harper, as airily clad and elaborately armed as Tom.
8 Joe took a pin out of his lapel and began to assist in exercising the prisoner.
9 That's the way Joe Harper does, and he's been nearly to Coonville and most everywheres.
10 There was no getting around the authorities, so Joe turned, received the whack and fell.
11 Potter and Injun Joe were carrying a handbarrow with a rope and a couple of shovels on it.
12 So he put Joe's slate on the desk and drew a line down the middle of it from top to bottom.
13 "Yes, and you done more than that," said Injun Joe, approaching the doctor, who was now standing.
14 Presently, when the moon emerged again, Injun Joe was standing over the two forms, contemplating them.
15 A tremendous whack came down on Tom's shoulders, and its duplicate on Joe's; and for the space of two minutes the dust continued to fly from the two jackets and the whole school to enjoy it.
16 Injun Joe sprang to his feet, his eyes flaming with passion, snatched up Potter's knife, and went creeping, catlike and stooping, round and round about the combatants, seeking an opportunity.
17 The tick tried this, that, and the other course, and got as excited and as anxious as the boys themselves, but time and again just as he would have victory in his very grasp, so to speak, and Tom's fingers would be twitching to begin, Joe's pin would deftly head him off, and keep possession.
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