Приключения Тома Сойера

Chapter 4

           TomwasintroducedtotheJudge; buthistonguewastied,hisbreathwouldhardlycome,hisheartquaked—partlybecauseoftheawfulgreatnessoftheman,butmainlybecausehewasherparent. Hewouldhavelikedtofalldownandworshiphim,ifitwereinthedark. TheJudgeputhishandonTom’sheadandcalledhimafinelittleman,andaskedhimwhathisnamewas. Theboystammered,gasped,andgotitout: 

           "Tom." 

           "Oh,no,notTom—itis—" 

           "Thomas." 

           "Ah,that’sit. Ithoughttherewasmoretoit,maybe. That’sverywell. Butyou’veanotheroneIdaresay,andyou’lltellittome,won’tyou?" 

           "Tellthegentlemanyourothername,Thomas,"saidWalters,"andsaysir. Youmustn’tforgetyourmanners." 

           "ThomasSawyer—sir." 

           "That’sit! That’sagoodboy. Fineboy. Fine,manlylittlefellow. Twothousandversesisagreatmany—very,verygreatmany. Andyounevercanbesorryforthetroubleyoutooktolearnthem; forknowledgeisworthmorethananythingthereisintheworld;it’swhatmakesgreatmenandgoodmen; you’llbeagreatmanandagoodmanyourself,someday,Thomas,andthenyou’lllookbackandsay, It’sallowingtothepreciousSunday-schoolprivilegesofmyboyhood—it’sallowingtomydearteachersthattaughtmetolearn—it’sallowingtothegoodsuperintendent, whoencouragedme,andwatchedoverme,andgavemeabeautifulBible—asplendidelegantBible—tokeepandhaveitallformyown,always—it’sallowingtorightbringingup! 

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