1 "I don't know, aunt," gasped the boy.
2 His aunt detected the act and made him let it go.
3 His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle laugh.
4 The hard lines in his aunt's face relaxed and a sudden tenderness dawned in her eyes.
5 He flew along unfrequented alleys, and shortly found himself at his aunt's back fence.
6 He tried to steal sugar under his aunt's very nose, and got his knuckles rapped for it.
7 Tom skirted the block, and came round into a muddy alley that led by the back of his aunt's cow-stable.
8 Tom slipped out in good season with his aunt's old tin lantern, and a large towel to blindfold it with.
9 He lay and "breathed" himself for a time, and then crept to where he could almost touch his aunt's foot.
10 He knew that in her heart his aunt was on her knees to him, and he was morosely gratified by the consciousness of it.
11 He asked for it so often that he became a nuisance, and his aunt ended by telling him to help himself and quit bothering her.
12 After breakfast his aunt took him aside, and Tom almost brightened in the hope that he was going to be flogged; but it was not so.
13 One day Tom was in the act of dosing the crack when his aunt's yellow cat came along, purring, eyeing the teaspoon avariciously, and begging for a taste.
14 He pictured himself lying sick unto death and his aunt bending over him beseeching one little forgiving word, but he would turn his face to the wall, and die with that word unsaid.
15 This was lucky; he was about to begin to groan, as a "starter," as he called it, when it occurred to him that if he came into court with that argument, his aunt would pull it out, and that would hurt.
16 His aunt wept over him and asked him how he could go and break her old heart so; and finally told him to go on, and ruin himself and bring her gray hairs with sorrow to the grave, for it was no use for her to try any more.
17 He got home pretty late that night, and when he climbed cautiously in at the window, he uncovered an ambuscade, in the person of his aunt; and when she saw the state his clothes were in her resolution to turn his Saturday holiday into captivity at hard labor became adamantine in its firmness.
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