“_Then_ what did they do? I will tell you what they done. They found where the thief had got his disguise out of his carpet-sack to put on; so one of them strips and puts on that disguise.” Tom waited a little here, for some more “effect”—then he says, very deliberate: “The man that put on that dead man’s disguise was—_Jubiter Dunlap!_” “Great Scott!” everybody shouted, all over the house, and old Uncle Silas he looked perfectly astonished. “Yes, it was Jubiter Dunlap. Not dead, you see. Then they pulled off the dead man’s boots and put Jubiter Dunlap’s old ragged shoes on the corpse and put the corpse’s boots on Jubiter Dunlap. Then Jubiter Dunlap stayed where he was, and the other man lugged the dead body off in the twilight; and after midnight he went to Uncle Silas’s house, and took his old green work-robe off of the peg where it always hangs in the passage betwixt the house and the kitchen and put it on, and stole the long-handled shovel and went off down into the tobacker field and buried the murdered man.” He stopped, and stood half a minute. Then—“And who do you reckon the murdered man _was?_ It was—_Jake_ Dunlap, the long-lost burglar!” “Great Scott!” “And the man that buried him was—_Brace_ Dunlap, his brother!” “Great Scott!” “And who do you reckon is this mowing idiot here that’s letting on all these weeks to be a deef and dumb stranger? It’s—_Jubiter_ Dunlap!” [Illustration: And there was the murdered man.] My land, they all busted out in a howl, and you never see the like of that excitement since the day you was born. And Tom he made a jump for Jubiter and snaked off his goggles and his false whiskers, and there was the murdered man, sure enough, just as alive as anybody! And Aunt Sally and Benny they went to hugging and crying and kissing and smothering old Uncle Silas to that degree he was more muddled and confused and mushed up in his mind than he ever was before, and that is saying considerable. And next, people begun to yell: “Tom Sawyer! Tom Sawyer! Shut up everybody, and let him go on! Go on, Tom Sawyer!” [Illustration: Which made him feel uncommon bully.] Which made him feel uncommon bully, for it was nuts for Tom Sawyer to be a public character that-away, and a hero, as he calls it. So when it was all quiet, he says: