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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tom Sawyer, Detective by Mark Twain: wouldn't budge another step, for all Tom's persuading.
But he couldn't hold in; he'd GOT to see if the boots was
safe on that body yet. So he crope in--and the next minute
out he come again with his eyes bulging he was so excited,
and says:
"Huck, it's gone!"
I WAS astonished! I says:
"Tom, you don't mean it."
"It's gone, sure. There ain't a sign of it. The ground
is trampled some, but if there was any blood it's all
washed away by the storm, for it's all puddles and slush
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