pocket, because it cut down the doctor’s bill like everything.

Then he added:

“Poor old chap, you’re white and jaded — you ain’t well a bit — no wonder you’re a little flighty and off your balance. But you’ll come out of it. Rest and sleep will fetch you out all right, I hope.”

Huck was irritated to think he had been such a goose and betrayed such a suspicious excitement, for he had dropped the idea that the parcel brought from the tavern was the treasure, as soon as he had heard the talk at the widow’s stile. He had only thought it was not the treasure, however — he had not known that it wasn’t — and so the suggestion of a captured bundle was too much for his self-possession.