Tom whispered: "Now I'll show you something, Huck." He held his candle aloft and said: "Look as far around the corner as you can.

Do you see that?
There--on the big rock over yonder--done with candle-smoke." "Tom, it's a CROSS!" "NOW where's your Number Two?
'UNDER THE CROSS,' hey?
Right yonder's where I saw Injun Joe poke up his candle, Huck!" Huck stared at the mystic sign awhile, and then said with a shaky voice: "Tom, less git out of here!" "What! and leave the treasure ?" "Yes--leave it.

Injun Joe's ghost is round about there, certain." "No it ain't, Huck, no it ain't.

It would ha'nt the place where he died--away out at the mouth of the cave--five mile from here." "No, Tom, it wouldn't.

It would hang round the money.