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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 30, Página 9
"When
did
you
see
him
last?"
Joe
tried
to
remember
but
wasn’t
sure.
The
people
stopped
leaving
the
church.
Whispers
spread,
and
a
growing
unease
appeared
on
every
face.
Children
and
young
teachers
were
questioned
anxiously.
They
all
said
they
hadn’t
noticed
if
Tom
and
Becky
were
on
the
ferryboat
on
the
way
home;
it
was
dark;
no
one
thought
to
check
if
anyone
was
missing.
Finally,
a
young
man
blurted
out
his
fear
that
they
were
still
in
the
cave!
Mrs.
Thatcher
fainted.
Aunt
Polly
began
crying
and
wringing
her
hands.
The
alarm
spread
quickly,
from
person
to
person,
group
to
group,
street
to
street,
and
within
five
minutes
the
bells
were
ringing
wildly
and
the
whole
town
was
alert!
The
Cardiff
Hill
incident
became
insignificant,
the
burglars
forgotten,
horses
were
saddled,
boats
manned,
the
ferryboat
ordered
out,
and
before
half
an
hour
had
passed,
two
hundred
men
were
heading
down
the
road
and
river
toward
the
cave.
All
afternoon
the
village
seemed
empty
and
silent.
Many
women
visited
Aunt
Polly
and
Mrs.
Thatcher,
trying
to
comfort
them.
They
cried
with
them,
too,
which
was
even
better
than
words.
All
night
the
town
waited
for
news;
but
when
morning
finally
came,
all
they
heard
was,
“Send
more
candles—and
send
food.”
Mrs.
Thatcher
was
nearly
out
of
her
mind;
Aunt
Polly,
too.
Judge
Thatcher
sent
messages
of
hope
and
encouragement
from
the
cave,
but
they
brought
no
real
comfort.
The
old
Welshman
returned
home
near
dawn,
covered
in
candle
wax,
smeared
with
clay,
and
nearly
exhausted.
He
found
Huck
still
in
the
bed
provided
for
him,
delirious
with
fever.
The
doctors
were
all
at
the
cave,
so
the
Widow
Douglas
took
charge
of
the
patient.
She
said
she
would
do
her
best
for
him,
because,
whether
he
was
good,
bad,
or
indifferent,
he
was
the
Lord’s,
and
nothing
belonging
to
the
Lord
should
be
neglected.
The
Welshman
said
Huck
had
good
qualities,
and
the
widow
replied:
"You
can
be
sure
of
that.
That’s
the
Lord’s
mark.
He
never
leaves
it
off.
He
never
does.
He
puts
it
somewhere
on
every
creature
that
comes
from
his
hands."
Early
in
the
morning,
groups
of
tired
men
began
to
return
to
the
village,
but
the
strongest
citizens
kept
searching.
All
the
news
they
could
gather
was
that
remote
areas
of
the
cavern
were
being
explored
that
had
never
been
visited
before;
that
every
corner
and
crevice
would
be
thoroughly
searched;
that
wherever
one
wandered
through
the
maze
of
passages,
lights
could
be
seen
flickering
in
the
distance,
and
shouts
and
pistol
shots
sent
their
echoes
down
the
dark
aisles.
In
one
place,
far
from
the
usual
tourist
section,
the
names
"BECKY
&
TOM"
were
found
traced
on
the
rocky
wall
with
candle
smoke,
and
nearby
was
a
grease-stained
piece
of
ribbon.
Mrs.
Thatcher
recognized
the
ribbon
and
cried
over
it.
She
said
it
was
the
last
relic
she
would
ever
have
of
her
child;
and
that
no
other
memorial
could
ever
be
so
precious,
because
this
one
parted
latest
from
the
living
body
before
the
terrible
death
came.
Some
said
that
occasionally,
in
the
cave,
a
distant
light
would
glimmer,
and
then
a
glorious
shout
would
burst
forth
and
a
group
of
men
would
rush
down
the
echoing
aisle—and
then
a
sickening
disappointment
always
followed;
the
children
were
not
there;
it
was
only
a
searcher’s
light.
Three
dreadful
days
and
nights
dragged
on,
and
the
village
sank
into
a
hopeless
stupor.
No
one
had
the
heart
for
anything.
The
recent
discovery
that
the
owner
of
the
Temperance
Tavern
kept
liquor
on
his
premises
barely
stirred
the
public,
despite
the
shocking
nature
of
the
fact.
In
a
moment
of
clarity,
Huck
weakly
brought
up
the
subject
of
taverns,
and
finally
asked—fearing
the
worst—if
anything
had
been
discovered
at
the
Temperance
Tavern
since
he
had
been
ill.
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