1 At last Tom rose slowly and softly, and started alone.
2 At last he rose up sighing and departed in the darkness.
3 The spirit of adventure rose in the boys' souls once more.
4 They rose up and wandered along, hand in hand and hopeless.
5 THE sun rose upon a tranquil world, and beamed down upon the peaceful village like a benediction.
6 A white layer of ashes covered the fire, and a thin blue breath of smoke rose straight into the air.
7 By and by attention ceased from him, and the accustomed school murmur rose upon the dull air once more.
8 Every eye fastened itself with wondering interest upon Tom as he rose and took his place upon the stand.
9 Then the howl of a far-off dog rose on the night air, and was answered by a fainter howl from a remoter distance.
10 Now the boy stole out, rose gradually by the bedside, shaded the candle-light with his hand, and stood regarding her.
11 Tom and Huck rose up, weak but vastly relieved, and stared after them through the chinks between the logs of the house.
12 The tempest rose higher and higher, and presently the sail tore loose from its fastenings and went winging away on the blast.
13 But presently the temptation rose up strong again and the boys agreed to try, with the understanding that they would take to their heels if the snoring stopped.
14 Next he rose on his hind feet and pranced around, in a frenzy of enjoyment, with his head over his shoulder and his voice proclaiming his unappeasable happiness.
15 Presently a great jet of white smoke burst from the ferryboat's side, and as it expanded and rose in a lazy cloud, that same dull throb of sound was borne to the listeners again.
16 There was finally a waiting pause, an expectant dumbness, and then Aunt Polly entered, followed by Sid and Mary, and they by the Harper family, all in deep black, and the whole congregation, the old minister as well, rose reverently and stood until the mourners were seated in the front pew.