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"
I
acted
mighty
mean
to-day
,
Becky
,
and
I
'm
so
sorry
.
I
wo
n't
ever
,
ever
do
that
way
again
,
as
long
as
ever
I
live
--
please
make
up
,
wo
n't
you
?
"
The
girl
stopped
and
looked
him
scornfully
in
the
face
:
"
I
'll
thank
you
to
keep
yourself
TO
yourself
,
Mr.
Thomas
Sawyer
.
I
'll
never
speak
to
you
again
.
"
She
tossed
her
head
and
passed
on
.
Tom
was
so
stunned
that
he
had
not
even
presence
of
mind
enough
to
say
"
Who
cares
,
Miss
Smarty
?
"
until
the
right
time
to
say
it
had
gone
by
.
So
he
said
nothing
.
But
he
was
in
a
fine
rage
,
nevertheless
.
He
moped
into
the
schoolyard
wishing
she
were
a
boy
,
and
imagining
how
he
would
trounce
her
if
she
were
.
He
presently
encountered
her
and
delivered
a
stinging
remark
as
he
passed
.
She
hurled
one
in
return
,
and
the
angry
breach
was
complete
.
It
seemed
to
Becky
,
in
her
hot
resentment
,
that
she
could
hardly
wait
for
school
to
"
take
in
,
"
she
was
so
impatient
to
see
Tom
flogged
for
the
injured
spelling-book
.
If
she
had
had
any
lingering
notion
of
exposing
Alfred
Temple
,
Tom
's
offensive
fling
had
driven
it
entirely
away
.
Poor
girl
,
she
did
not
know
how
fast
she
was
nearing
trouble
herself
.
The
master
,
Mr.
Dobbins
,
had
reached
middle
age
with
an
unsatisfied
ambition
.
The
darling
of
his
desires
was
,
to
be
a
doctor
,
but
poverty
had
decreed
that
he
should
be
nothing
higher
than
a
village
schoolmaster
.
Every
day
he
took
a
mysterious
book
out
of
his
desk
and
absorbed
himself
in
it
at
times
when
no
classes
were
reciting
.
He
kept
that
book
under
lock
and
key
.
There
was
not
an
urchin
in
school
but
was
perishing
to
have
a
glimpse
of
it
,
but
the
chance
never
came
.
Every
boy
and
girl
had
a
theory
about
the
nature
of
that
book
;
but
no
two
theories
were
alike
,
and
there
was
no
way
of
getting
at
the
facts
in
the
case
.
Now
,
as
Becky
was
passing
by
the
desk
,
which
stood
near
the
door
,
she
noticed
that
the
key
was
in
the
lock
!
It
was
a
precious
moment
.
She
glanced
around
;
found
herself
alone
,
and
the
next
instant
she
had
the
book
in
her
hands
.
The
title-page
--
Professor
Somebody
's
ANATOMY
--
carried
no
information
to
her
mind
;
so
she
began
to
turn
the
leaves
.
She
came
at
once
upon
a
handsomely
engraved
and
colored
frontispiece
--
a
human
figure
,
stark
naked
.
At
that
moment
a
shadow
fell
on
the
page
and
Tom
Sawyer
stepped
in
at
the
door
and
caught
a
glimpse
of
the
picture
.
Becky
snatched
at
the
book
to
close
it
,
and
had
the
hard
luck
to
tear
the
pictured
page
half
down
the
middle
.
She
thrust
the
volume
into
the
desk
,
turned
the
key
,
and
burst
out
crying
with
shame
and
vexation
.
"
Tom
Sawyer
,
you
are
just
as
mean
as
you
can
be
,
to
sneak
up
on
a
person
and
look
at
what
they
're
looking
at
.
"
"
How
could
I
know
you
was
looking
at
anything
?
"
"
You
ought
to
be
ashamed
of
yourself
,
Tom
Sawyer
;
you
know
you
're
going
to
tell
on
me
,
and
oh
,
what
shall
I
do
,
what
shall
I
do
!
I
'll
be
whipped
,
and
I
never
was
whipped
in
school
.
"
Then
she
stamped
her
little
foot
and
said
:
