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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 25, Página 1
There
comes
a
time
in
every
rightly-constructed
boy’s
life
when
he
has
a
raging
desire
to
go
somewhere
and
dig
for
hidden
treasure.
This
desire
suddenly
came
upon
Tom
one
day.
He
sallied
out
to
find
Joe
Harper,
but
failed
of
success.
Next
he
sought
Ben
Rogers;
he
had
gone
fishing.
Presently
he
stumbled
upon
Huck
Finn
the
Red-Handed.
Huck
would
answer.
Tom
took
him
to
a
private
place
and
opened
the
matter
to
him
confidentially.
Huck
was
willing.
Huck
was
always
willing
to
take
a
hand
in
any
enterprise
that
offered
entertainment
and
required
no
capital,
for
he
had
a
troublesome
superabundance
of
that
sort
of
time
which
is
not
money.
“Where’ll
we
dig?”
said
Huck.
“Oh,
most
anywhere.”
“Why,
is
it
hid
all
around?”
“No,
indeed
it
ain’t.
It’s
hid
in
mighty
particular
places,
Huck—sometimes
on
islands,
sometimes
in
rotten
chests
under
the
end
of
a
limb
of
an
old
dead
tree,
just
where
the
shadow
falls
at
midnight;
but
mostly
under
the
floor
in
ha’nted
houses.”
“Who
hides
it?”
“Why,
robbers,
of
course—who’d
you
reckon?
Sunday-school
sup’rintendents?”
“I
don’t
know.
If
’twas
mine
I
wouldn’t
hide
it;
I’d
spend
it
and
have
a
good
time.”
“So
would
I.
But
robbers
don’t
do
that
way.
They
always
hide
it
and
leave
it
there.”
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