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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 18, Página 8
At
school
the
children
made
so
much
of
him
and
of
Joe,
and
delivered
such
eloquent
admiration
from
their
eyes,
that
the
two
heroes
were
not
long
in
becoming
insufferably
“stuck-up.”
They
began
to
tell
their
adventures
to
hungry
listeners—but
they
only
began;
it
was
not
a
thing
likely
to
have
an
end,
with
imaginations
like
theirs
to
furnish
material.
And
finally,
when
they
got
out
their
pipes
and
went
serenely
puffing
around,
the
very
summit
of
glory
was
reached.
Tom
did
not
care
about
Becky
Thatcher
now.
He
wanted
glory.
He
thought
maybe
Becky
would
come
back
to
him.
But
he
did
not
care.
Becky
came.
Tom
did
not
look
at
her.
He
walked
to
some
boys
and
girls
and
talked.
Becky
laughed
and
played
near
Tom.
She
looked
at
him
sometimes.
Tom
felt
happy.
He
did
not
show
he
saw
her.
Becky
stopped
playing
and
looked
sad.
She
saw
Tom
talk
to
Amy
Lawrence.
Becky
felt
sad
and
jealous.
She
wanted
to
leave,
but
she
went
to
the
group.
She
said
to
a
girl
near
Tom:
“Mary
Austin!
You
are
bad.
Why
didn’t
you
come
to
Sunday-school?”
“I
did
come.
Didn’t
you
see
me?”
“No!
Did
you?
Where
did
you
sit?”
“I
was
in
Miss
Peters’
class.
I
saw
you.”
“Really?
I
didn’t
see
you.
I
wanted
to
tell
you
about
the
picnic.”
“Oh,
that’s
fun.
Who
will
give
it?”
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