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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 21, Página 4
The
master,
now
almost
cheerful,
put
his
chair
aside,
turned
his
back
to
the
audience,
and
started
drawing
a
map
of
America
on
the
blackboard
for
the
geography
class.
But
his
shaky
hand
made
a
mess
of
it,
and
a
quiet
giggle
spread
through
the
room.
He
knew
why
and
tried
to
fix
it.
He
erased
lines
and
redrew
them,
but
only
made
them
worse,
and
the
giggling
grew
louder.
He
focused
entirely
on
his
work,
determined
not
to
be
defeated
by
the
laughter.
He
felt
all
eyes
on
him;
he
thought
he
was
succeeding,
yet
the
giggling
continued
and
even
increased.
And
it
was
no
wonder.
There
was
an
attic
above,
with
an
opening
over
his
head;
through
it
came
a
cat,
tied
around
the
haunches
by
a
string;
a
rag
was
tied
around
her
head
and
jaws
to
keep
her
from
mewing;
as
she
descended,
she
clawed
at
the
string
and
swung
at
the
air.
The
giggling
grew
louder—the
cat
was
inches
from
the
teacher’s
head—lower,
lower,
and
she
grabbed
his
wig
with
her
claws,
clung
to
it,
and
was
pulled
back
into
the
attic
with
her
prize!
And
the
master’s
bald
head
shone
brightly—for
the
signpainter’s
boy
had
gilded
it!
That
ended
the
meeting.
The
boys
had
their
revenge.
Vacation
had
begun.
[*]
NOTE:—The
supposed
“compositions”
quoted
in
this
chapter
are
taken
without
change
from
a
book
titled
“Prose
and
Poetry,
by
a
Western
Lady”—but
they
are
exactly
like
schoolgirl
writings,
and
so
are
much
better
than
any
mere
imitations
could
be.
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