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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 8, Página 5
“Well,
say,
Joe,
you
can
be
Friar
Tuck
or
Much
the
miller’s
son,
and
lam
me
with
a
quarter-staff;
or
I’ll
be
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
and
you
be
Robin
Hood
a
little
while
and
kill
me.”
This
was
satisfactory,
and
so
these
adventures
were
carried
out.
Then
Tom
became
Robin
Hood
again,
and
was
allowed
by
the
treacherous
nun
to
bleed
his
strength
away
through
his
neglected
wound.
And
at
last
Joe,
representing
a
whole
tribe
of
weeping
outlaws,
dragged
him
sadly
forth,
gave
his
bow
into
his
feeble
hands,
and
Tom
said,
“Where
this
arrow
falls,
there
bury
poor
Robin
Hood
under
the
greenwood
tree.”
Then
he
shot
the
arrow
and
fell
back
and
would
have
died,
but
he
lit
on
a
nettle
and
sprang
up
too
gaily
for
a
corpse.
The
boys
dressed
themselves,
hid
their
accoutrements,
and
went
off
grieving
that
there
were
no
outlaws
any
more,
and
wondering
what
modern
civilization
could
claim
to
have
done
to
compensate
for
their
loss.
They
said
they
would
rather
be
outlaws
a
year
in
Sherwood
Forest
than
President
of
the
United
States
forever.
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