EN + ES
Escuchar
141
Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 20, Página 2
“You
should
be
ashamed,
Tom
Sawyer;
you
know
you’re
going
to
tell
on
me,
and
oh,
what
will
I
do!
I’ll
be
punished,
and
I’ve
never
been
punished
at
school.”
She
stamped
her
foot
and
said:
“Be
as
mean
as
you
like!
I
know
something
that’s
going
to
happen.
Just
wait
and
see!
Hateful,
hateful,
hateful!”—and
she
ran
out
of
the
house,
crying
even
more.
Tom
stood
there,
a
bit
rattled
by
her
outburst.
After
a
moment,
he
thought:
“Girls
are
such
strange
creatures!
Never
been
punished
at
school!
Nonsense!
What’s
a
punishment?
That’s
just
like
a
girl—they’re
so
sensitive
and
timid.
Well,
I’m
not
going
to
tell
old
Dobbins
about
this
little
fool,
because
there
are
other
ways
to
get
back
at
her
that
aren’t
so
mean;
but
what
does
it
matter?
Old
Dobbins
will
ask
who
tore
his
book.
No
one
will
answer.
Then
he’ll
do
what
he
always
does—ask
one
after
another,
and
when
he
gets
to
the
right
girl,
he’ll
know
it,
without
anyone
telling.
Girls’
faces
always
give
them
away.
They
have
no
backbone.
She’ll
get
punished.
Well,
it’s
a
tough
spot
for
Becky
Thatcher,
because
there’s
no
way
out.”
Tom
thought
about
it
a
bit
longer,
and
then
added:
“All
right,
though;
she’d
love
to
see
me
in
the
same
situation—let
her
worry
about
it!”
Tom
joined
the
group
of
playful
students
outside.
Soon,
the
master
arrived,
and
school
began.
Tom
wasn’t
very
interested
in
his
studies.
Every
time
he
glanced
at
the
girls’
side,
Becky’s
troubled
face
bothered
him.
Despite
everything,
he
didn’t
want
to
feel
sorry
for
her,
but
he
couldn’t
help
it.
He
couldn’t
feel
any
real
triumph.
When
the
damaged
spelling-book
was
discovered,
Tom’s
mind
was
fully
occupied
with
his
own
problems
for
a
while.
Becky
snapped
out
of
her
distress
and
showed
interest
in
the
events.
She
didn’t
expect
Tom
to
escape
trouble
by
denying
he
spilled
ink
on
the
book,
and
she
was
right.
The
denial
only
made
things
worse
for
Tom.
Becky
thought
she’d
be
happy
about
that,
and
she
tried
to
convince
herself
she
was,
but
she
wasn’t
sure.
When
things
got
really
bad,
she
had
the
urge
to
stand
up
and
tell
on
Alfred
Temple,
but
she
forced
herself
to
stay
quiet—because,
she
thought,
“he’ll
definitely
tell
about
me
tearing
the
picture.
I
wouldn’t
say
a
word,
not
even
to
save
his
life!”
Tom
took
his
punishment
and
returned
to
his
seat
not
feeling
too
upset,
because
he
thought
maybe
he
had
accidentally
spilled
the
ink
on
the
spelling-book
himself
during
some
playful
moment—he
had
denied
it
out
of
habit
and
stuck
to
the
denial
out
of
principle.
An
hour
passed,
the
master
sat
nodding
in
his
chair,
and
the
room
was
filled
with
the
hum
of
study.
Eventually,
Mr.
Dobbins
straightened
up,
yawned,
then
unlocked
his
desk,
and
reached
for
his
book,
but
seemed
unsure
whether
to
take
it
out
or
leave
it.
Most
students
looked
up
lazily,
but
two
watched
him
closely.
Mr.
Dobbins
fiddled
with
the
book
for
a
while,
then
took
it
out
and
settled
in
his
chair
to
read!
Tom
glanced
at
Becky.
He
had
seen
a
hunted
rabbit
look
like
she
did,
with
a
gun
aimed
at
it.
Suddenly,
he
forgot
their
quarrel.
Quick—something
had
to
be
done!
Done
in
an
instant!
But
the
urgency
of
the
situation
froze
his
mind.
Wait—he
had
an
idea!
He
would
run,
grab
the
book,
dash
through
the
door,
and
escape.
But
his
determination
wavered
for
a
moment,
and
the
chance
slipped
away—the
master
opened
the
book.
If
only
Tom
had
the
opportunity
back!
Too
late.
There
was
no
help
for
Becky
now,
he
thought.
The
next
moment,
the
master
faced
the
class.
Every
eye
dropped
under
his
gaze.
His
look
struck
fear
even
into
the
innocent.
Silence
stretched
for
a
count
of
ten—the
master
was
building
his
anger.
Then
he
spoke:
“Who
tore
this
book?”
||
||
Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer — B2 Inglés | Cuentana