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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 11, Página 1
Just
before
noon,
the
whole
village
was
shocked
by
terrible
news.
There
was
no
need
for
a
telegraph;
the
story
spread
quickly
from
person
to
person,
group
to
group,
and
house
to
house.
Naturally,
the
schoolmaster
gave
the
students
the
afternoon
off;
the
town
would
have
thought
it
odd
if
he
hadn’t.
A
bloody
knife
was
found
near
the
murdered
man,
and
someone
recognized
it
as
Muff
Potter’s.
People
said
that
a
late-night
walker
saw
Potter
washing
himself
in
the
stream
around
one
or
two
in
the
morning,
and
then
sneaking
away.
This
was
suspicious,
especially
since
washing
wasn’t
something
Potter
usually
did.
The
town
searched
everywhere
for
this
"murderer,"
and
horsemen
rode
in
all
directions.
The
Sheriff
was
sure
they
would
catch
him
before
nightfall.
Everyone
was
heading
to
the
graveyard.
Tom’s
sadness
disappeared,
and
he
joined
them,
not
because
he
wanted
to,
but
because
something
strange
and
powerful
drew
him
there.
When
he
arrived,
he
squeezed
through
the
crowd
to
see
the
grim
scene.
It
felt
like
ages
since
he
had
been
there
before.
Someone
pinched
his
arm,
and
he
turned
to
see
Huckleberry.
They
quickly
looked
away,
wondering
if
anyone
noticed
their
exchange.
But
everyone
was
focused
on
the
dreadful
sight.
“Poor
guy!”
“Poor
young
man!”
“This
should
teach
grave
robbers
a
lesson!”
“Muff
Potter
will
hang
for
this
if
they
catch
him!”
These
were
the
comments,
and
the
minister
said,
“It’s
a
judgment;
God’s
hand
is
here.”
Tom
shivered
from
head
to
toe
when
he
saw
Injun
Joe’s
calm
face.
Just
then,
the
crowd
started
to
move
and
shout,
“It’s
him!
It’s
him!
He’s
coming
himself!”
“Who?
Who?”
asked
many
voices.
“Muff
Potter!”
“Look,
he’s
stopped!
Watch
out,
he’s
turning!
Don’t
let
him
escape!”
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