Приключения Тома Сойера

Chapter 2

           "Whatdoyoucallwork?" 

           "Why,ain’tTHATwork?" 

           Tomresumedhiswhitewashing,andansweredcarelessly: 

           "Well,maybeitis,andmaybeitain’t. AllIknow,is,itsuitsTomSawyer." 

           "Ohcome, now,youdon’tmeantoletonthatyouLIKEit?" 

           Thebrushcontinuedtomove. 

           "Likeit?Well,Idon’tseewhyIoughtn’ttolikeit. Doesaboygetachancetowhitewashafenceeveryday?" 

           Thatputthethinginanewlight. Benstoppednibblinghisapple. Tomswepthisbrushdaintilybackandforth steppedbacktonotetheeffectaddedatouchhereandthere criticisedtheeffectagain Benwatchingeverymoveandgettingmoreandmoreinterested,moreandmoreabsorbed. Presentlyhesaid: 

           "Say,Tom,letMEwhitewashalittle." 

           Tomconsidered,wasabouttoconsent; buthealteredhismind: 

           "NonoIreckonitwouldn’thardlydo,Ben. Yousee,AuntPolly’sawfulparticularaboutthisfence righthereonthestreet,youknow butifitwasthebackfenceIwouldn’tmindandSHEwouldn’t. Yes,she’sawfulparticularaboutthisfence; it’sgottobedoneverycareful; Ireckonthereain’toneboyinathousand, maybetwothousand,thatcandoitthewayit’sgottobedone." 

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