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Las aventuras de Tom Sawyer
Capítulo 9, Página 7
“Yes,
and
you
done
more
than
that,”
said
Injun
Joe,
approaching
the
doctor,
who
was
now
standing.
“Five
years
ago
you
drove
me
away
from
your
father’s
kitchen
one
night,
when
I
come
to
ask
for
something
to
eat,
and
you
said
I
warn’t
there
for
any
good;
and
when
I
swore
I’d
get
even
with
you
if
it
took
a
hundred
years,
your
father
had
me
jailed
for
a
vagrant.
Did
you
think
I’d
forget?
The
Injun
blood
ain’t
in
me
for
nothing.
And
now
I’ve
got
you,
and
you
got
to
settle,
you
know!”
He
was
threatening
the
doctor,
with
his
fist
in
his
face,
by
this
time.
The
doctor
struck
out
suddenly
and
stretched
the
ruffian
on
the
ground.
Potter
dropped
his
knife,
and
exclaimed:
“Here,
now,
don’t
you
hit
my
pard!”
and
the
next
moment
he
had
grappled
with
the
doctor
and
the
two
were
struggling
with
might
and
main,
trampling
the
grass
and
tearing
the
ground
with
their
heels.
Injun
Joe
sprang
to
his
feet,
his
eyes
flaming
with
passion,
snatched
up
Potter’s
knife,
and
went
creeping,
catlike
and
stooping,
round
and
round
about
the
combatants,
seeking
an
opportunity.
All
at
once
the
doctor
flung
himself
free,
seized
the
heavy
headboard
of
Williams’
grave
and
felled
Potter
to
the
earth
with
it—and
in
the
same
instant
the
half-breed
saw
his
chance
and
drove
the
knife
to
the
hilt
in
the
young
man’s
breast.
He
reeled
and
fell
partly
upon
Potter,
flooding
him
with
his
blood,
and
in
the
same
moment
the
clouds
blotted
out
the
dreadful
spectacle
and
the
two
frightened
boys
went
speeding
away
in
the
dark.
Presently,
when
the
moon
emerged
again,
Injun
Joe
was
standing
over
the
two
forms,
contemplating
them.
The
doctor
murmured
inarticulately,
gave
a
long
gasp
or
two
and
was
still.
The
half-breed
muttered:
“That
score
is
settled—damn
you.”
Then
he
robbed
the
body.
After
which
he
put
the
fatal
knife
in
Potter’s
open
right
hand,
and
sat
down
on
the
dismantled
coffin.
Three—four—five
minutes
passed,
and
then
Potter
began
to
stir
and
moan.
His
hand
closed
upon
the
knife;
he
raised
it,
glanced
at
it,
and
let
it
fall,
with
a
shudder.
Then
he
sat
up,
pushing
the
body
from
him,
and
gazed
at
it,
and
then
around
him,
confusedly.
His
eyes
met
Joe’s.
“Lord,
how
is
this,
Joe?”
he
said.
“It’s
a
dirty
business,”
said
Joe,
without
moving.
“What
did
you
do
it
for?”
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