Текст для чтения на английском яыке Том Сойер

</"Tom!"

No answer.

"Tom!"

No answer.

"What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You

Tom!"

No answer.

The old lady pulled her spectacles down and

looked over them about the room, then she

put them up and looked out under them.

She seldom or never looked through them

for so small thing as a boy; they were her

state pair, the pride of her heart, and were

built for "style", not service-she could have

seen through a pair of stove-lids just as well.

She looked perplexed for a moment, and

then said, not fiercely, but still loud enough

for the furniture to hear:

"Well, I lay if I get hold of you I'll-"

She did not finish, for by this time she was

bending down and punching under the bed

with the broom, and so she needed breath to

punctuate the punches with.

She resurrected but the cat.

"I never did see the beat of that boy!"