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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 10, Página 9
“Hucky,
do
you
das’t
to
go
if
I
lead?”
“I
don’t
like
to,
much.
Tom,
s’pose
it’s
Injun
Joe!”
Tom
quailed.
But
presently
the
temptation
rose
up
strong
again
and
the
boys
agreed
to
try,
with
the
understanding
that
they
would
take
to
their
heels
if
the
snoring
stopped.
So
they
went
tiptoeing
stealthily
down,
the
one
behind
the
other.
When
they
had
got
to
within
five
steps
of
the
snorer,
Tom
stepped
on
a
stick,
and
it
broke
with
a
sharp
snap.
The
man
moaned,
writhed
a
little,
and
his
face
came
into
the
moonlight.
It
was
Muff
Potter.
The
boys’
hearts
had
stood
still,
and
their
hopes
too,
when
the
man
moved,
but
their
fears
passed
away
now.
They
tip-toed
out,
through
the
broken
weather-boarding,
and
stopped
at
a
little
distance
to
exchange
a
parting
word.
That
long,
lugubrious
howl
rose
on
the
night
air
again!
They
turned
and
saw
the
strange
dog
standing
within
a
few
feet
of
where
Potter
was
lying,
and
facing
Potter,
with
his
nose
pointing
heavenward.
“Oh,
geeminy,
it’s
him!”
exclaimed
both
boys,
in
a
breath.
“Say,
Tom—they
say
a
stray
dog
come
howling
around
Johnny
Miller’s
house,
’bout
midnight,
as
much
as
two
weeks
ago;
and
a
whippoorwill
come
in
and
lit
on
the
banisters
and
sung,
the
very
same
evening;
and
there
ain’t
anybody
dead
there
yet.”
“Well,
I
know
that.
And
suppose
there
ain’t.
Didn’t
Gracie
Miller
fall
in
the
kitchen
fire
and
burn
herself
terrible
the
very
next
Saturday?”
“Yes,
but
she
ain’t
dead.
And
what’s
more,
she’s
getting
better,
too.”
“All
right,
you
wait
and
see.
She’s
a
goner,
just
as
dead
sure
as
Muff
Potter’s
a
goner.
That’s
what
the
niggers
say,
and
they
know
all
about
these
kind
of
things,
Huck.”
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