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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 18, Página 8
At
school,
the
children
admired
him
and
Joe
so
much,
their
eyes
filled
with
admiration,
that
the
two
heroes
quickly
became
unbearably
arrogant.
They
began
to
recount
their
adventures
to
eager
listeners—but
they
only
started;
with
imaginations
like
theirs,
it
was
unlikely
to
end.
Finally,
when
they
took
out
their
pipes
and
puffed
around
calmly,
they
reached
the
peak
of
glory.
Tom
decided
he
didn't
need
Becky
Thatcher
anymore.
His
newfound
fame
was
enough
for
him.
He
would
live
for
glory
now.
Maybe,
since
he
was
now
important,
she
would
want
to
make
amends.
Well,
let
her
try—he
could
be
just
as
indifferent
as
others.
Soon,
Becky
arrived,
but
Tom
acted
as
if
he
didn't
notice
her.
He
moved
away
and
joined
a
group
of
boys
and
girls,
talking
animatedly.
He
saw
Becky
moving
around,
laughing
loudly
as
she
pretended
to
chase
her
friends,
always
capturing
them
near
him
and
glancing
his
way.
This
fed
his
vanity,
making
him
even
more
determined
to
act
oblivious.
Eventually,
she
stopped
playing
and
wandered
around,
sighing
and
looking
longingly
at
Tom.
She
noticed
he
was
talking
more
to
Amy
Lawrence
than
anyone
else,
and
it
bothered
her.
She
tried
to
leave
but
found
herself
drawn
to
the
group.
She
spoke
to
a
girl
next
to
Tom
with
forced
cheerfulness:
“Why,
Mary
Austin!
You
naughty
girl,
why
didn’t
you
come
to
Sunday
school?”
“I
did
come—didn’t
you
see
me?”
“No,
really?
Where
were
you
sitting?”
“I
was
in
Miss
Peters’
class,
like
always.
I
saw
you.”
“You
did?
It’s
strange
I
missed
you.
I
wanted
to
tell
you
about
the
picnic.”
“Oh,
that
sounds
fun.
Who’s
organizing
it?”
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