Chapter 35

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​⁠It would be most an hour yet till breakfast, so we left and struck down into the woods; because Tom said we got to have some light to see how to dig by, and a lantern makes too much, and might get us into trouble; what we must have was a lot of them rotten chunks that’s called fox-fire, and just makes a soft kind of a glow when you lay them in a dark place. We fetched an armful and hid it in the w