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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Tom Sawyer, Detective by Mark Twain: and Tom was going to borrow him. I says:
"The trail's too old, Tom--and besides, it's rained,
you know."
"It don't make any difference, Huck. If the body's hid
in the woods anywhere around the hound will find it.
If he's been murdered and buried, they wouldn't bury him deep,
it ain't likely, and if the dog goes over the spot he'll
scent him, sure. Huck, we're going to be celebrated,
sure as you're born!"
He was just a-blazing; and whenever he got afire he was most
likely to get afire all over. That was the way this time.
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