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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 21, Página 4
Now
the
master,
mellow
almost
to
the
verge
of
geniality,
put
his
chair
aside,
turned
his
back
to
the
audience,
and
began
to
draw
a
map
of
America
on
the
blackboard,
to
exercise
the
geography
class
upon.
But
he
made
a
sad
business
of
it
with
his
unsteady
hand,
and
a
smothered
titter
rippled
over
the
house.
He
knew
what
the
matter
was,
and
set
himself
to
right
it.
He
sponged
out
lines
and
remade
them;
but
he
only
distorted
them
more
than
ever,
and
the
tittering
was
more
pronounced.
He
threw
his
entire
attention
upon
his
work,
now,
as
if
determined
not
to
be
put
down
by
the
mirth.
He
felt
that
all
eyes
were
fastened
upon
him;
he
imagined
he
was
succeeding,
and
yet
the
tittering
continued;
it
even
manifestly
increased.
And
well
it
might.
There
was
a
garret
above,
pierced
with
a
scuttle
over
his
head;
and
down
through
this
scuttle
came
a
cat,
suspended
around
the
haunches
by
a
string;
she
had
a
rag
tied
about
her
head
and
jaws
to
keep
her
from
mewing;
as
she
slowly
descended
she
curved
upward
and
clawed
at
the
string,
she
swung
downward
and
clawed
at
the
intangible
air.
The
tittering
rose
higher
and
higher—the
cat
was
within
six
inches
of
the
absorbed
teacher’s
head—down,
down,
a
little
lower,
and
she
grabbed
his
wig
with
her
desperate
claws,
clung
to
it,
and
was
snatched
up
into
the
garret
in
an
instant
with
her
trophy
still
in
her
possession!
And
how
the
light
did
blaze
abroad
from
the
master’s
bald
pate—for
the
signpainter’s
boy
had
gilded
it!
That
broke
up
the
meeting.
The
boys
were
avenged.
Vacation
had
come.
[*]
NOTE:—The
pretended
“compositions”
quoted
in
this
chapter
are
taken
without
alteration
from
a
volume
entitled
“Prose
and
Poetry,
by
a
Western
Lady”—but
they
are
exactly
and
precisely
after
the
schoolgirl
pattern,
and
hence
are
much
happier
than
any
mere
imitations
could
be.
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