1 Maybe Bill he gives him a chaw; maybe he lies and says he ain't got none.
2 So then I judged that all that stuff was only just one of Tom Sawyer's lies.
3 'En all you wuz thinkin' 'bout wuz how you could make a fool uv ole Jim wid a lie.'
4 I reckon you ain't used to lying, it don't seem to come handy; what you want is practice.
5 I never seen anybody but lied one time or another, without it was Aunt Polly, or the widow, or maybe Mary.
6 She done it so beautiful it was good to hear; and I wished I could tell her a thousand lies, so she could do it again.
7 He said it was a sight better than lying tied a couple of years every day, and trembling all over every time there was a sound.
8 And he always let on that Peter wrote him the things; but that was a lie: he got every blessed one of them out of that young flathead that we canoed up to the steamboat.
9 Them poor things was that glad and happy it made my heart ache to see them getting fooled and lied to so, but I didn't see no safe way for me to chip in and change the general tune.
10 They made the king tell his yarn, and they made the old gentleman tell his'n; and anybody but a lot of prejudiced chuckleheads would a seen that the old gentleman was spinning truth and t'other one lies.
11 I was trying to make my mouth say I would do the right thing and the clean thing, and go and write to that nigger's owner and tell where he was; but deep down in me I knowed it was a lie, and He knowed it.
12 I says to myself, I reckon a body that ups and tells the truth when he is in a tight place is taking considerable many resks, though I ain't had no experience, and can't say for certain; but it looks so to me, anyway; and yet here's a case where I'm blest if it don't look to me like the truth is better and actuly safer than a lie.