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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 13, Página 4
“Courses,
tops’ls,
and
flying-jib,
sir.”
“Send
the
royals
up!
Lay
out
aloft,
there,
half
a
dozen
of
you—foretopmaststuns’l!
Quickly,
now!”
“Aye-aye,
sir!”
“Shake
out
that
maintopgallant
sail!
Sheets
and
braces!
now
my
hearties!”
“Aye-aye,
sir!”
“Helm-a-lee—hard
to
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
past
the
middle
of
the
river;
the
boys
aimed
it
to
the
right
and
then
stopped
rowing.
The
river
wasn't
very
high,
so
the
current
was
only
about
two
or
three
miles
per
hour.
Hardly
a
word
was
spoken
for
the
next
forty-five
minutes.
Now
the
raft
was
passing
by
the
distant
town.
Two
or
three
faint
lights
showed
where
it
lay,
peacefully
asleep,
beyond
the
vast,
starry
water,
unaware
of
the
significant
event
happening.
The
Black
Avenger
stood
still
with
folded
arms,
"taking
his
last
look"
at
the
scene
of
his
past
joys
and
recent
hardships,
wishing
"she"
could
see
him
now,
out
on
the
wild
sea,
facing
danger
and
death
with
a
brave
heart,
heading
to
his
fate
with
a
grim
smile.
It
took
only
a
little
imagination
to
move
Jackson’s
Island
out
of
sight
from
the
village,
so
he
"took
his
last
look"
with
a
content
but
broken
heart.
The
other
pirates
were
also
taking
their
last
look,
and
they
stared
so
long
they
almost
let
the
current
carry
them
out
of
range
of
the
island.
But
they
noticed
the
danger
in
time
and
managed
to
avoid
it.
Around
two
in
the
morning,
the
raft
got
stuck
on
a
sandbar
two
hundred
yards
above
the
island's
head,
and
they
waded
back
and
forth
until
they
had
unloaded
their
cargo.
Part
of
the
raft's
supplies
included
an
old
sail,
which
they
spread
over
a
corner
in
the
bushes
as
a
tent
for
their
provisions;
but
they
planned
to
sleep
under
the
open
sky
in
good
weather,
as
outlaws
should.
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