“You’ve been mighty good to me, boys⁠—better’n anybody else in this town. And I don’t forget it, I don’t. Often I says to myself, says I, ‘I used to mend all the boys’ kites and things, and show ’em where the good fishin’ places was, and befriend ’em what I could, and now they’ve all forgot old Muff when he’s in trouble; but Tom don’t, and Huck don’t⁠— they don’t forget him,’ says I, ‘and I don’t forget them.’ Well, boys, I done an awful thing⁠—drunk and crazy at the time⁠—that’s the only way I account for it⁠—and now I got to swing for it, and it’s right. Right, and best , too, I reckon⁠—hope so, anyway. Well, we won’t talk about that. I don’t want to make you feel bad; you’ve befriended me. But what I want to say, is, don’t you