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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 21, Página 4
Now
the
teacher,
feeling
almost
friendly,
moved
his
chair
aside,
turned
his
back
to
the
audience,
and
started
drawing
a
map
of
America
on
the
blackboard
to
test
the
geography
class.
But
he
struggled
with
his
shaky
hand,
and
a
quiet
giggle
spread
through
the
room.
He
knew
what
was
wrong
and
tried
to
fix
it.
He
erased
lines
and
drew
them
again,
but
only
made
them
worse,
and
the
giggling
grew
louder.
He
focused
all
his
attention
on
his
work,
determined
not
to
be
distracted
by
the
laughter.
He
felt
all
eyes
on
him
and
thought
he
was
doing
well,
but
the
giggling
continued
and
even
increased.
And
it
had
a
reason.
There
was
an
attic
above,
with
an
opening
over
his
head,
and
through
this
opening
came
a
cat,
tied
around
its
middle
with
a
string;
a
rag
was
tied
around
its
head
and
mouth
to
stop
it
from
meowing.
As
it
slowly
came
down,
it
reached
up
and
clawed
at
the
string,
swung
down,
and
clawed
at
the
air.
The
giggling
grew
louder—the
cat
was
just
six
inches
from
the
teacher’s
head—down,
down,
a
little
lower,
and
it
grabbed
his
wig
with
its
desperate
claws,
held
on,
and
was
pulled
back
up
into
the
attic
with
its
prize!
And
how
the
light
shone
from
the
teacher’s
bald
head—for
the
signpainter’s
boy
had
painted
it
gold!
That
ended
the
meeting.
The
boys
got
their
revenge.
Vacation
had
started.
[*]
NOTE:—The
supposed
“compositions”
quoted
in
this
chapter
are
taken
without
change
from
a
book
called
“Prose
and
Poetry,
by
a
Western
Lady”—but
they
perfectly
match
the
schoolgirl
style,
and
so
they
are
much
better
than
any
imitations
could
be.
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