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Том Сойер - обыкновенный американский мальчишка, увлекающийся и, по мнению взрослых, непослушный, неугомонный выдумщик, но и верный друг. Герой Марка Твена подкупает находчивостью и простодушием, предприимчивостью и любопытством. Приключения Тома помогают увидеть врожденную доброту мальчика, неподдельную жажду свободы и справедливости.
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185"I dare you to step over that, and I'll lick you till you can't stand up.
186Anybody that'll take a dare will steal sheep."
187The new boy stepped over promptly, and said:
188"Now you said you'd do it, now let's see you do it."
189"Don't you crowd me now; you better look out."
190"Well, you SAID you'd do it--why don't you do it?"
191"By jingo! for two cents I WILL do it."
192The new boy took two broad coppers out of his pocket and held them out with derision.
193Tom struck them to the ground.
194In an instant both boys were rolling and tumbling in the dirt, gripped together like cats; and for the space of a minute they tugged and tore at each other's hair and clothes, punched and scratched each other's nose, and covered themselves with dust and glory.
195Presently the confusion took form, and through the fog of battle Tom appeared, seated astride the new boy, and pounding him with his fists.
196"Holler 'nuff!" said he.
197The boy only struggled to free himself.
198He was crying--mainly from rage.
199"Holler 'nuff!"--and the pounding went on.
200At last the stranger got out a smothered "'Nuff!" and Tom let him up and said:
201"Now that'll learn you.
202Better look out who you're fooling with next time."
203The new boy went off brushing the dust from his clothes, sobbing, snuffling, and occasionally looking back and shaking his head and threatening what he would do to Tom the "next time he caught him out."
204To which Tom responded with jeers, and started off in high feather, and as soon as his back was turned the new boy snatched up a stone, threw it and hit him between the shoulders and then turned tail and ran like an antelope.
205Tom chased the traitor home, and thus found out where he lived.
206He then held a position at the gate for some time, daring the enemy to come outside, but the enemy only made faces at him through the window and declined.
207At last the enemy's mother appeared, and called Tom a bad, vicious, vulgar child, and ordered him away.
208So he went away; but he said he "'lowed" to "lay" for that boy.
209He got home pretty late that night, and when he climbed cautiously in at the window, he uncovered an ambuscade, in the person of his aunt; and when she saw the state his clothes were in her resolution to turn his Saturday holiday into captivity at hard labor became adamantine in its firmness.
210CHAPTER II
211SATURDAY morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life.
212There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young the music issued at the lips.
213There was cheer in every face and a spring in every step.
214The locust-trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air.
215Cardiff Hill, beyond the village and above it, was green with vegetation and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting.
216Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush.
217He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit.
218Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high.
219Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a burden.
220Sighing, he dipped his brush and passed it along the topmost plank; repeated the operation; did it again; compared the insignificant whitewashed streak with the far-reaching continent of unwhitewashed fence, and sat down on a tree-box discouraged.
221Jim came skipping out at the gate with a tin pail, and singing Buffalo Gals.
222Bringing water from the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom's eyes, before, but now it did not strike him so.
223He remembered that there was company at the pump.
224White, mulatto, and negro boys and girls were always there waiting their turns, resting, trading playthings, quarrelling, fighting, skylarking.
225And he remembered that although the pump was only a hundred and fifty yards off, Jim never got back with a bucket of water under an hour--and even then somebody generally had to go after him.
226Tom said:
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