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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 13, Página 4
“Courses,
tops’ls,
and
flying-jib,
sir.”
“Send
the
r’yals
up!
Lay
out
aloft,
there,
half
a
dozen
of
ye—foretopmaststuns’l!
Lively,
now!”
“Aye-aye,
sir!”
“Shake
out
that
maintogalans’l!
Sheets
and
braces!
now
my
hearties!”
“Aye-aye,
sir!”
“Hellum-a-lee—hard
a
port!
Stand
by
to
meet
her
when
she
comes!
Port,
port!
Now,
men!
With
a
will!
Stead-y-y-y!”
“Steady
it
is,
sir!”
The
raft
moved
to
the
middle
of
the
river.
The
boys
pointed
it
to
the
right
and
then
stopped
rowing.
The
river
wasn't
high,
so
the
current
was
only
two
or
three
miles
per
hour.
They
hardly
spoke
for
the
next
forty-five
minutes.
The
raft
was
now
passing
by
the
distant
town.
Two
or
three
small
lights
showed
where
it
lay,
peacefully
asleep,
unaware
of
the
big
event
happening.
The
Black
Avenger
stood
with
folded
arms,
"looking
his
last"
at
the
place
of
his
past
happiness
and
recent
troubles.
He
wished
"she"
could
see
him
now,
out
on
the
wild
river,
facing
danger
with
courage,
going
to
his
fate
with
a
brave
smile.
It
was
easy
for
him
to
imagine
Jackson’s
Island
was
far
from
the
village,
so
he
"looked
his
last"
with
a
mix
of
sadness
and
satisfaction.
The
other
pirates
were
also
taking
their
last
look.
They
watched
so
long
that
they
almost
let
the
current
take
them
past
the
island.
But
they
noticed
the
danger
in
time
and
managed
to
avoid
it.
Around
two
o’clock
in
the
morning,
the
raft
got
stuck
on
a
sandbar
two
hundred
yards
above
the
island.
They
waded
back
and
forth
until
they
landed
their
things.
Part
of
their
belongings
was
an
old
sail,
which
they
used
to
make
a
tent
in
the
bushes
for
their
food.
They
planned
to
sleep
outside
in
good
weather,
as
outlaws
should.
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