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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 16, Página 7
“So
do
I!
And
when
we
tell
’em
we
learned
when
we
was
off
pirating,
won’t
they
wish
they’d
been
along?”
“Oh,
I
reckon
not!
I’ll
just
bet
they
will!”
So
the
talk
ran
on.
But
presently
it
began
to
flag
a
trifle,
and
grow
disjointed.
The
silences
widened;
the
expectoration
marvellously
increased.
Every
pore
inside
the
boys’
cheeks
became
a
spouting
fountain;
they
could
scarcely
bail
out
the
cellars
under
their
tongues
fast
enough
to
prevent
an
inundation;
little
overflowings
down
their
throats
occurred
in
spite
of
all
they
could
do,
and
sudden
retchings
followed
every
time.
Both
boys
were
looking
very
pale
and
miserable,
now.
Joe’s
pipe
dropped
from
his
nerveless
fingers.
Tom’s
followed.
Both
fountains
were
going
furiously
and
both
pumps
bailing
with
might
and
main.
Joe
said
feebly:
“I’ve
lost
my
knife.
I
reckon
I
better
go
and
find
it.”
Tom
said,
with
quivering
lips
and
halting
utterance:
“I’ll
help
you.
You
go
over
that
way
and
I’ll
hunt
around
by
the
spring.
No,
you
needn’t
come,
Huck—we
can
find
it.”
So
Huck
sat
down
again,
and
waited
an
hour.
Then
he
found
it
lonesome,
and
went
to
find
his
comrades.
They
were
wide
apart
in
the
woods,
both
very
pale,
both
fast
asleep.
But
something
informed
him
that
if
they
had
had
any
trouble
they
had
got
rid
of
it.
They
were
not
talkative
at
supper
that
night.
They
had
a
humble
look,
and
when
Huck
prepared
his
pipe
after
the
meal
and
was
going
to
prepare
theirs,
they
said
no,
they
were
not
feeling
very
well—something
they
ate
at
dinner
had
disagreed
with
them.
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