A few minutes later Tom was in the shoal water of the bar, wading toward the Illinois shore. Before the depth reached his middle he was halfway over; the current would permit no more wading, now, so he struck out confidently to swim the remaining hundred yards. He swam quartering upstream, but still was swept downward rather faster than he had expected. However, he reached the shore finally, and drifted along till he found a low place and drew himself out. He put his hand on his jacket pocket, found his piece of bark safe, and then struck through the woods, following the shore, with streaming garments. Shortly before ten o'clock he came out into an open place opposite the village, and saw the ferryboat lying in the shadow of the trees and the high bank. Everything was quiet under the blinking stars. He crept down the bank, watching with all his eyes, slipped into the water, swam three or four strokes and climbed into the skiff that did "yawl" duty at the boat's stern. He laid himself down under the thwarts and waited, panting.
幾分鐘之後，湯姆便到了沙洲的淺水灘上，向伊利諾斯州趟過去。趟到河中間時，水還不到腰部；後來流水轉急趟水過河是不行了，他就很自信地決定游過剩下的一百碼。他向上游游去，可是河水老是要把他往下游沖，流速比他想象的要快得多。最後他還是游到了岸邊，又順水漂了一段距離，在一處較低的河堤邊爬上了岸。他伸手按了按上衣口袋，發覺樹皮還在，就鑽進河邊的樹林，身上的水一路淋淋漓漓。將近十點鐘的時候，他從樹林裡走出來，來到鎮子對面的一塊開闊地，看到渡船正泊在高高的河堤旁下面的樹蔭裡。天空中星辰閃爍，大地上萬籟俱寂。他悄悄溜下河堤，睜大眼睛四處張望，然後潛入水中，游了三四下，就爬到船尾那只“突突”待命的小艇上了，躺在坐板下面，氣喘吁吁地等着開船。
Presently the cracked bell tapped and a voice gave the order to "cast off." A minute or two later the skiff's head was standing high up, against the boat's swell, and the voyage was begun. Tom felt happy in his success, for he knew it was the boat's last trip for the night. At the end of a long twelve or fifteen minutes the wheels stopped, and Tom slipped overboard and swam ashore in the dusk, landing fifty yards downstream, out of danger of possible stragglers.
不久，船上的破鐘敲響了，有人發出了“開船”的命令。一兩分鐘以後，小艇的船頭被渡船裹挾的排浪衝得直豎起來，船啟航了。湯姆慶幸自己趕上了這班船，他知道這可是當晚的最後一次擺渡了。好不容易熬過了這漫長的十二到十五分種，渡船終於停了下來，湯姆從小艇上溜下水，在暮色中向岸邊游去，為了不讓人遇見，他在下游五十碼的地方安全地上了岸。
He flew along unfrequented alleys, and shortly found himself at his aunt's back fence. He climbed over, approached the "ell," and looked in at the sitting-room window, for a light was burning there. There sat Aunt Polly, Sid, Mary, and Joe Harper's mother, grouped together, talking. They were by the bed, and the bed was between them and the door. Tom went to the door and began to softly lift the latch; then he pressed gently and the door yielded a crack; he continued pushing cautiously, and quaking every time it creaked, till he judged he might squeeze through on his knees; so he put his head through and began, warily.
他飛快地穿過冷冷清清的小巷，轉眼間就到了姨媽家的後圍牆下。他翻過圍牆，走近廂房，見客廳的窗戶裡有光亮他就朝裡張望，屋裡坐著波莉姨媽、希德、瑪麗，還有喬·哈帕的媽媽，大家正在聚談。他們坐在床邊，床擺在他們和門之間。湯姆走到門邊，輕輕地撥開門閂，隨後慢慢地推了一下，門狹開了一條縫。他又小心翼翼地推門。每次門響一聲，他都嚇得發抖，後來他估計可以趴着擠進去時，就把頭先伸進去，心驚膽顫地開始往裡爬。
"What makes the candle blow so?" said Aunt Polly. Tom hurried up. "Why, that door's open, I believe. Why, of course it is. No end of strange things now. Go 'long and shut it, Sid."
“燭光怎麼搖得這麼害？”波利姨媽問。湯姆急忙往裡爬。“唉，我想門一定是開着的。唉，門果然開着，現在怪事真多， 沒完沒了。希德，去把門關上。”
Tom disappeared under the bed just in time. He lay and "breathed" himself for a time, and then crept to where he could almost touch his aunt's foot.
湯姆這時剛好藏到了床底下。他躺在那裡，等“緩過氣來”之後，又爬過去，几乎能摸到姨媽的腳。
"But as I was saying," said Aunt Polly, "he warn't bad, so to say--only mischeevous. Only just giddy, and harum-scarum, you know. He warn't any more responsible than a colt. He never meant any harm, and he was the best-hearted boy that ever was"--and she began to cry.
“但是，就像我剛纔說的，”波莉姨媽說，“他不壞，可以這麼說——他不過是淘氣罷了，有點浮躁冒冒失失的。他只不過還是個毛頭孩子。他可沒有一點壞心眼，我從來還沒見過像他那麼心地善良的孩子。嘿……”她開始哭了起來。
"It was just so with my Joe--always full of his devilment, and up to every kind of mischief, but he was just as unselfish and kind as he could be--and laws bless me, to think I went and whipped him for taking that cream, never once recollecting that I throwed it out myself because it was sour, and I never to see him again in this world, never, never, never, poor abused boy!" And Mrs. Harper sobbed as if her heart would break.
“我的喬也正是這樣——調皮搗蛋，凡是淘氣的事，他都占上。可他不自私，心眼好。天哪！想起揍他的事，我就難過。我以為他偷吃了乳酪，不分青紅皂白地拿鞭子抽了他一頓，壓根沒想到是乳酪酸了，我親手倒掉的。好了，這下子，我別想活着見到他了，永遠、永遠、永遠也見不着了。這個可憐的、受盡虐待的孩子啊！”接着哈帕太太似乎傷心至極，哽嚥著，泣不成聲。
"I hope Tom's better off where he is," said Sid, "but if he'd been better in some ways--"
“我希望湯姆現在活得很快活，”希德說，“不過他以前有些事幹得不怎麼樣……”
"Sid!" Tom felt the glare of the old lady's eye, though he could not see it. "Not a word against my Tom, now that he's gone! God'll take care of him--never you trouble yourself, sir! Oh, Mrs. Harper, I don't know how to give him up! I don't know how to give him up! He was such a comfort to me, although he tormented my old heart out of me, 'most."
“希德！”湯姆儘管看不清，但卻感覺到老太太是瞪着眼睛在跟希德講話。“湯姆已經走了，不許你再說他一句壞話！有老天爺照顧他——用不着您來操心，我的先生！哦，哈帕太太，我簡直不知道怎樣才能忘掉他！我簡直不知道怎樣才能忘掉他！雖然他從前常折磨我這顆衰老的心，但他畢竟也給了我極大的安慰啊。”
"The Lord giveth and the Lord hath taken away--Blessed be the name of the Lord! But it's so hard--Oh, it's so hard! Only last Saturday my Joe busted a firecracker right under my nose and I knocked him sprawling. Little did I know then, how soon--Oh, if it was to do over again I'd hug him and bless him for it."
“上帝把他們賜給我們，又把他們收回去了，——感謝上帝！可這太殘酷了——啊，實在讓人受不了！就在上星期六，我的喬在我面前放了個炮竹，我就把他打趴在地上。誰知道這麼快他就……啊，要是一切能從頭再來一次，我一定會摟着他，誇他幹得好。”
"Yes, yes, yes, I know just how you feel, Mrs. Harper, I know just exactly how you feel. No longer ago than yesterday noon, my Tom took and filled the cat full of Pain-killer, and I did think the cretur would tear the house down. And God forgive me, I cracked Tom's head with my thimble, poor boy, poor dead boy. But he's out of all his troubles now. And the last words I ever heard him say was to reproach--"
“是啊，是啊，是啊，我理解你的心情，哈帕太太，我完全理解。就在昨天中午，我的湯姆逮住貓給它灌了很多止痛藥，當時我認為這下子它會把家給毀掉。真是對不起老天爺，我拿頂針敲了湯姆的頭，可憐的孩子，我那可憐的短命的孩子啊。不過，現在他總算從萬般煩惱中解脫出來。我最後聽見他說的話就是責備我……”
But this memory was too much for the old lady, and she broke entirely down. Tom was snuffling, now, himself--and more in pity of himself than anybody else. He could hear Mary crying, and putting in a kindly word for him from time to time. He began to have a nobler opinion of himself than ever before. Still, he was sufficiently touched by his aunt's grief to long to rush out from under the bed and overwhelm her with joy--and the theatrical gorgeousness of the thing appealed strongly to his nature, too, but he resisted and lay still.
老太太說著說著，傷心得實在說不下去了，她一下子放聲哭起來。此時的湯姆鼻子也發起酸來——這倒不是他在同情別人，而是在可憐自己。他聽見瑪麗也在哭，還時不時為他說上一兩句好話。他從沒有像現在這樣感到自己是個不平凡的人。還有，姨媽傷心的樣子深深地打動湯姆，他真想從床下面衝出來，讓她驚喜欲狂——再說湯姆也十分喜歡製造些富於戲劇性的場景，但這一次他卻沉住氣，沒有動彈。
He went on listening, and gathered by odds and ends that it was conjectured at first that the boys had got drowned while taking a swim; then the small raft had been missed; next, certain boys said the missing lads had promised that the village should "hear something" soon; the wise-heads had "put this and that together" and decided that the lads had gone off on that raft and would turn up at the next town below, presently; but toward noon the raft had been found, lodged against the Missouri shore some five or six miles below the village--and then hope perished; they must be drowned, else hunger would have driven them home by nightfall if not sooner. It was believed that the search for the bodies had been a fruitless effort merely because the drowning must have occurred in mid-channel, since the boys, being good swimmers, would otherwise have escaped to shore. This was Wednesday night. If the bodies continued missing until Sunday, all hope would be given over, and the funerals would be preached on that morning. Tom shuddered.
他繼續聽著，從零零星星的談話中得知，開頭人們以為幾個孩子在游泳中淹死了；其後他們又發現那只小木筏不見了；接着又有些孩子說這幾個失蹤的孩子曾暗示過鎮上人不久將“聽到重大新聞”；那些有頭腦的聰明人根據東拼西湊的消息斷定幾個小傢伙一定是撐着小木筏出去了，不久就會在下游的村鎮裡出現；但是時近中午，人們發現木筏停在鎮子下游五六英里的密西西比河岸邊——可孩子們不在上邊，於是希望成了泡影，破滅了；他們準是淹死了，否則的話，不要到天黑，他們就會餓得往家來。大家認為打撈屍體是徒勞無獲的，因為幾個孩子一定是在河當中淹死的，要不然，憑他們那麼好的水性，早就鳧到岸上來了。今天是星期三晚上。要是到星期天還找不着屍體的話，那什麼希望都沒有了，星期天早上就舉行喪禮。湯姆聽到這裡，渾身一陣簌簌亂抖。
Mrs. Harper gave a sobbing goodnight and turned to go. Then with a mutual impulse the two bereaved women flung themselves into each other's arms and had a good, consoling cry, and then parted. Aunt Polly was tender far beyond her wont, in her goodnight to Sid and Mary. Sid snuffled a bit and Mary went off crying with all her heart.
哈帕太太帶著哭腔道了聲晚安就要走。這兩個失去親人的女人忽然一陣激動，抱在一起痛痛快快地哭了一場後，這才分手。波莉姨媽在與希德和瑪麗道別時，一反慣例，顯得萬分溫柔。希德有點抽鼻子，瑪麗卻是大哭着走的。
Aunt Polly knelt down and prayed for Tom so touchingly, so appealingly, and with such measureless love in her words and her old trembling voice, that he was weltering in tears again, long before she was through.
波莉姨媽跪下來，為湯姆祈禱。她祈禱得如怨如泣，令人感動。湯姆見她老人家聲音顫抖，話裡充滿無限愛意，還沒有等她說完他已是以淚洗面了。
He had to keep still long after she went to bed, for she kept making broken-hearted ejaculations from time to time, tossing unrestfully, and turning over. But at last she was still, only moaning a little in her sleep. Now the boy stole out, rose gradually by the bedside, shaded the candle-light with his hand, and stood regarding her. His heart was full of pity for her. He took out his sycamore scroll and placed it by the candle. But something occurred to him, and he lingered considering. His face lighted with a happy solution of his thought; he put the bark hastily in his pocket. Then he bent over and kissed the faded lips, and straightway made his stealthy exit, latching the door behind him.
波莉姨媽上床以後很久，因為她很傷心，不時地發出長吁短嘆，睡思不寧，輾轉反側，久不成眠。但到後來，她還是安靜地睡了，只不過偶爾還能聽到一兩聲的呻吟聲。於是湯姆便從床底下鑽出來，慢慢地站起，用手擋住燭光，立在床邊端詳着她。心裡對她充滿了憐憫。他從口袋裏搗出梧桐樹皮，放在蠟燭旁邊。可是他忽然想起了什麼事，猶豫了一下。他作出了一個愉快的決定，臉上露出了喜色；他趕忙把樹皮放到口袋裏。接着他彎下腰來，吻了吻那憔悴的嘴唇，就悄悄地徑直向門口走去，走時還把門給閂好了。
He threaded his way back to the ferry landing, found nobody at large there, and walked boldly on board the boat, for he knew she was tenantless except that there was a watchman, who always turned in and slept like a graven image. He untied the skiff at the stern, slipped into it, and was soon rowing cautiously upstream. When he had pulled a mile above the village, he started quartering across and bent himself stoutly to his work. He hit the landing on the other side neatly, for this was a familiar bit of work to him. He was moved to capture the skiff, arguing that it might be considered a ship and therefore legitimate prey for a pirate, but he knew a thorough search would be made for it and that might end in revelations. So he stepped ashore and entered the woods.
他轉彎抹角，回到了渡船碼頭，發現那裡沒人走動，就大膽地上了船。他知道船上只有一個守船的人，沒別的人，而他總是睡覺，睡起覺來像個雕像一樣。他解開船尾的小艇，悄悄跳上去，很快就小心翼翼地向上游划去。他劃離了村子有一英哩時，調轉船頭，全力以赴，衝著對岸徑直划過去。他很嫻熟地就靠上了岸，這對他來說只是彫蟲小技而已。他很想把這只小船據為己有，理由是完全可以把它當作一艘大船，因此而被海盜擄獲，正在情理之中。但他轉念一想，丟了這只艇，人家一定會四處搜尋，這樣反而會將事情敗露，所以他就棄舟登岸，鑽進了樹林。
He sat down and took a long rest, torturing himself meanwhile to keep awake, and then started warily down the home-stretch. The night was far spent. It was broad daylight before he found himself fairly abreast the island bar. He rested again until the sun was well up and gilding the great river with its splendor, and then he plunged into the stream. A little later he paused, dripping, upon the threshold of the camp, and heard Joe say:
他坐下來，歇了好一陣子，同時拚命剋制住睡意，然後又小心謹慎地向露營地所在的河灣走去。此時一夜將盡。當他走到島上的沙灘時，天已大亮。他又歇了一歇，直到日上三竿，光芒四射，寬闊的河面上金波雀躍，他又往河裡縱身一跳。一小會兒之後，他渾身水淋淋地站在宿營地的門口，聽見喬說：
"No, Tom's true-blue, Huck, and he'll come back. He won't desert. He knows that would be a disgrace to a pirate, and Tom's too proud for that sort of thing. He's up to something or other. Now I wonder what?"
“不會的，湯姆是最守信用的，哈克，他會回來。他不會拋棄我們。他知道這樣做對一個海盜來說是不體面的，像湯姆這樣愛面子的人，是不會幹出這種事情的。他一定是有事出去了。不過，他究竟幹什麼去了呢？”
"Well, the things is ours, anyway, ain't they?"
“哎，不管怎麼說，這些玩意兒歸我們了，對不對？”
"Pretty near, but not yet, Huck. The writing says they are if he ain't back here to breakfast."
“差不多吧，不過還不能肯定，哈克。他條子上說，如果吃早飯時，他還沒回到這兒來，這些東西就歸我們了。”
"Which he is!" exclaimed Tom, with fine dramatic effect, stepping grandly into camp.
“說曹操，曹操到！”湯姆喊了一聲，像演戲一樣，神氣十足地大步流星走了進來。
A sumptuous breakfast of bacon and fish was shortly provided, and as the boys set to work upon it, Tom recounted (and adorned) his adventures. They were a vain and boastful company of heroes when the tale was done. Then Tom hid himself away in a shady nook to sleep till noon, and the other pirates got ready to fish and explore.
不久，一頓豐盛的鹹肉加鮮魚的早餐便端了上來，孩子們圍坐著，一邊大口大口吃早飯，湯姆一邊講述了他回家的經歷，還不忘添油加醋。湯姆講罷，他們成了一群虛榮心強、自命不凡的英雄。然後湯姆就躲到一個陰涼幽靜的地方去睡覺，一直睡到中午。其餘兩個海盜，忙着為釣魚和探險做準備。