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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 26, Página 8
“I
don’t
know—leave
it
here
as
we’ve
always
done,
I
reckon.
No
use
to
take
it
away
till
we
start
south.
Six
hundred
and
fifty
in
silver’s
something
to
carry.”
“Well—all
right—it
won’t
matter
to
come
here
once
more.”
“No—but
I’d
say
come
in
the
night
as
we
used
to
do—it’s
better.”
“Yes:
but
look
here;
it
may
be
a
good
while
before
I
get
the
right
chance
at
that
job;
accidents
might
happen;
’tain’t
in
such
a
very
good
place;
we’ll
just
regularly
bury
it—and
bury
it
deep.”
“Good
idea,”
said
the
comrade,
who
walked
across
the
room,
knelt
down,
raised
one
of
the
rearward
hearth-stones
and
took
out
a
bag
that
jingled
pleasantly.
He
subtracted
from
it
twenty
or
thirty
dollars
for
himself
and
as
much
for
Injun
Joe,
and
passed
the
bag
to
the
latter,
who
was
on
his
knees
in
the
corner,
now,
digging
with
his
bowie-knife.
The
boys
forgot
all
their
fears,
all
their
miseries
in
an
instant.
With
gloating
eyes
they
watched
every
movement.
Luck!—the
splendor
of
it
was
beyond
all
imagination!
Six
hundred
dollars
was
money
enough
to
make
half
a
dozen
boys
rich!
Here
was
treasure-hunting
under
the
happiest
auspices—there
would
not
be
any
bothersome
uncertainty
as
to
where
to
dig.
They
nudged
each
other
every
moment—eloquent
nudges
and
easily
understood,
for
they
simply
meant—“Oh,
but
ain’t
you
glad
now
we’re
here!”
Joe’s
knife
struck
upon
something.
“Hello!”
said
he.
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