Then he said: "I want to go, too, Tom.

It was getting so lonesome anyway, and now it'll be worse.

Let's us go, too, Tom." "I won't! You can all go, if you want to.

I mean to stay." "Tom, I better go." "Well, go 'long--who's hendering you." Huck began to pick up his scattered clothes.

He said: "Tom, I wisht you'd come, too.