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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 12, Página 3
“They
do,
do
they?”
There
was
something
in
the
tone
that
made
Tom
apprehensive.
“Yes’m.
That
is,
I
believe
they
do.”
“You
do?”
“Yes’m.”
The
old
lady
was
bending
down,
Tom
watching,
with
interest
emphasized
by
anxiety.
Too
late
he
divined
her
“drift.”
The
handle
of
the
telltale
tea-spoon
was
visible
under
the
bed-valance.
Aunt
Polly
took
it,
held
it
up.
Tom
winced,
and
dropped
his
eyes.
Aunt
Polly
raised
him
by
the
usual
handle—his
ear—and
cracked
his
head
soundly
with
her
thimble.
“Now,
sir,
what
did
you
want
to
treat
that
poor
dumb
beast
so,
for?”
“I
done
it
out
of
pity
for
him—because
he
hadn’t
any
aunt.”
“Hadn’t
any
aunt!—you
numskull.
What
has
that
got
to
do
with
it?”
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