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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 8, Página 2
The
sand
began
to
work,
and
presently
a
small
black
bug
appeared
for
a
second
and
then
darted
under
again
in
a
fright.
“He
dasn’t
tell!
So
it
was
a
witch
that
done
it.
I
just
knowed
it.”
He
well
knew
the
futility
of
trying
to
contend
against
witches,
so
he
gave
up
discouraged.
But
it
occurred
to
him
that
he
might
as
well
have
the
marble
he
had
just
thrown
away,
and
therefore
he
went
and
made
a
patient
search
for
it.
But
he
could
not
find
it.
Now
he
went
back
to
his
treasure-house
and
carefully
placed
himself
just
as
he
had
been
standing
when
he
tossed
the
marble
away;
then
he
took
another
marble
from
his
pocket
and
tossed
it
in
the
same
way,
saying:
“Brother,
go
find
your
brother!”
He
watched
where
it
stopped,
and
went
there
and
looked.
But
it
must
have
fallen
short
or
gone
too
far;
so
he
tried
twice
more.
The
last
repetition
was
successful.
The
two
marbles
lay
within
a
foot
of
each
other.
Just
here
the
blast
of
a
toy
tin
trumpet
came
faintly
down
the
green
aisles
of
the
forest.
Tom
flung
off
his
jacket
and
trousers,
turned
a
suspender
into
a
belt,
raked
away
some
brush
behind
the
rotten
log,
disclosing
a
rude
bow
and
arrow,
a
lath
sword
and
a
tin
trumpet,
and
in
a
moment
had
seized
these
things
and
bounded
away,
barelegged,
with
fluttering
shirt.
He
presently
halted
under
a
great
elm,
blew
an
answering
blast,
and
then
began
to
tiptoe
and
look
warily
out,
this
way
and
that.
He
said
cautiously—to
an
imaginary
company:
“Hold,
my
merry
men!
Keep
hid
till
I
blow.”
Now
appeared
Joe
Harper,
as
airily
clad
and
elaborately
armed
as
Tom.
Tom
called:
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