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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 30, Página 9
“When
did
you
see
him
last?”
Joe
tried
to
remember,
but
was
not
sure
he
could
say.
The
people
had
stopped
moving
out
of
church.
Whispers
passed
along,
and
a
boding
uneasiness
took
possession
of
every
countenance.
Children
were
anxiously
questioned,
and
young
teachers.
They
all
said
they
had
not
noticed
whether
Tom
and
Becky
were
on
board
the
ferryboat
on
the
homeward
trip;
it
was
dark;
no
one
thought
of
inquiring
if
any
one
was
missing.
One
young
man
finally
blurted
out
his
fear
that
they
were
still
in
the
cave!
Mrs.
Thatcher
swooned
away.
Aunt
Polly
fell
to
crying
and
wringing
her
hands.
The
alarm
swept
from
lip
to
lip,
from
group
to
group,
from
street
to
street,
and
within
five
minutes
the
bells
were
wildly
clanging
and
the
whole
town
was
up!
The
Cardiff
Hill
episode
sank
into
instant
insignificance,
the
burglars
were
forgotten,
horses
were
saddled,
skiffs
were
manned,
the
ferryboat
ordered
out,
and
before
the
horror
was
half
an
hour
old,
two
hundred
men
were
pouring
down
highroad
and
river
toward
the
cave.
All
the
long
afternoon
the
village
seemed
empty
and
dead.
Many
women
visited
Aunt
Polly
and
Mrs.
Thatcher
and
tried
to
comfort
them.
They
cried
with
them,
too,
and
that
was
still
better
than
words.
All
the
tedious
night
the
town
waited
for
news;
but
when
the
morning
dawned
at
last,
all
the
word
that
came
was,
“Send
more
candles—and
send
food.”
Mrs.
Thatcher
was
almost
crazed;
and
Aunt
Polly,
also.
Judge
Thatcher
sent
messages
of
hope
and
encouragement
from
the
cave,
but
they
conveyed
no
real
cheer.
The
old
Welshman
came
home
toward
daylight,
spattered
with
candle-grease,
smeared
with
clay,
and
almost
worn
out.
He
found
Huck
still
in
the
bed
that
had
been
provided
for
him,
and
delirious
with
fever.
The
physicians
were
all
at
the
cave,
so
the
Widow
Douglas
came
and
took
charge
of
the
patient.
She
said
she
would
do
her
best
by
him,
because,
whether
he
was
good,
bad,
or
indifferent,
he
was
the
Lord’s,
and
nothing
that
was
the
Lord’s
was
a
thing
to
be
neglected.
The
Welshman
said
Huck
had
good
spots
in
him,
and
the
widow
said:
“You
can
depend
on
it.
That’s
the
Lord’s
mark.
He
don’t
leave
it
off.
He
never
does.
Puts
it
somewhere
on
every
creature
that
comes
from
his
hands.”
Early
in
the
forenoon
parties
of
jaded
men
began
to
straggle
into
the
village,
but
the
strongest
of
the
citizens
continued
searching.
All
the
news
that
could
be
gained
was
that
remotenesses
of
the
cavern
were
being
ransacked
that
had
never
been
visited
before;
that
every
corner
and
crevice
was
going
to
be
thoroughly
searched;
that
wherever
one
wandered
through
the
maze
of
passages,
lights
were
to
be
seen
flitting
hither
and
thither
in
the
distance,
and
shoutings
and
pistol-shots
sent
their
hollow
reverberations
to
the
ear
down
the
sombre
aisles.
In
one
place,
far
from
the
section
usually
traversed
by
tourists,
the
names
“BECKY
&
TOM”
had
been
found
traced
upon
the
rocky
wall
with
candle-smoke,
and
near
at
hand
a
grease-soiled
bit
of
ribbon.
Mrs.
Thatcher
recognized
the
ribbon
and
cried
over
it.
She
said
it
was
the
last
relic
she
should
ever
have
of
her
child;
and
that
no
other
memorial
of
her
could
ever
be
so
precious,
because
this
one
parted
latest
from
the
living
body
before
the
awful
death
came.
Some
said
that
now
and
then,
in
the
cave,
a
far-away
speck
of
light
would
glimmer,
and
then
a
glorious
shout
would
burst
forth
and
a
score
of
men
go
trooping
down
the
echoing
aisle—and
then
a
sickening
disappointment
always
followed;
the
children
were
not
there;
it
was
only
a
searcher’s
light.
Three
dreadful
days
and
nights
dragged
their
tedious
hours
along,
and
the
village
sank
into
a
hopeless
stupor.
No
one
had
heart
for
anything.
The
accidental
discovery,
just
made,
that
the
proprietor
of
the
Temperance
Tavern
kept
liquor
on
his
premises,
scarcely
fluttered
the
public
pulse,
tremendous
as
the
fact
was.
In
a
lucid
interval,
Huck
feebly
led
up
to
the
subject
of
taverns,
and
finally
asked—dimly
dreading
the
worst—if
anything
had
been
discovered
at
the
Temperance
Tavern
since
he
had
been
ill.
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