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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 26, Página 3
"Well,
he
must
have
been
a
great
guy."
"I
bet
he
was,
Huck.
Oh,
he
was
the
noblest
man
ever.
There
aren't
any
men
like
him
now,
I
can
tell
you.
He
could
beat
any
man
in
England
with
one
hand
tied
behind
his
back.
He
could
shoot
a
ten-cent
piece
every
time
from
a
mile
and
a
half
away."
"What's
a
yew
bow?"
"I
don't
know.
It's
some
kind
of
bow,
of
course.
And
if
he
only
hit
the
edge
of
the
coin,
he
would
sit
down
and
cry—and
curse.
But
we'll
play
Robin
Hood—it's
a
lot
of
fun.
I'll
teach
you."
"I'm
in."
So,
they
played
Robin
Hood
all
afternoon,
sometimes
looking
at
the
haunted
house
and
talking
about
what
might
happen
there
tomorrow.
As
the
sun
began
to
set,
they
headed
home
through
the
long
shadows
of
the
trees
and
soon
disappeared
into
the
forests
of
Cardiff
Hill.
On
Saturday,
just
after
noon,
the
boys
were
back
at
the
dead
tree.
They
had
a
smoke
and
a
chat
in
the
shade,
then
dug
a
bit
in
their
last
hole.
They
didn't
have
much
hope,
but
Tom
said
many
people
had
given
up
on
a
treasure
when
they
were
just
six
inches
away,
and
then
someone
else
found
it
with
one
shovel
thrust.
This
time,
it
didn't
work,
so
the
boys
took
their
tools
and
left,
feeling
they
had
done
everything
they
could
in
treasure
hunting.
When
they
reached
the
haunted
house,
the
silence
was
so
eerie
and
the
loneliness
so
strong
that
they
were
scared
to
go
in.
Then
they
crept
to
the
door
and
peeked
in.
They
saw
a
room
with
weeds,
no
floor,
an
old
fireplace,
empty
windows,
and
a
broken
staircase.
Cobwebs
hung
everywhere.
They
entered
quietly,
their
hearts
racing,
whispering
to
each
other,
listening
for
any
sound,
ready
to
run
if
needed.
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