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The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, Complete | Progressive Translation Books for French A1 Students

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, Complete | Progressive Translation Books for French A1 Students

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PREFACE
Mostoftheadventuresrecordedin
ce
thisbookreallyoccurred;
one
ou
ortwowereexperiencesofmyown,
les
therestthoseofboys
qui
whowereschoolmatesofmine.
HuckFinnisdrawnfrom
vie
life;
TomSawyeralso,butnotfromanindividual—heisacombinationofthecharacteristicsof
trois
threeboyswhomIknew,
et
andthereforebelongstothecompositeorderofarchitecture.
Les
Theoddsuperstitionstoucheduponwere
toutes
allprevalentamongchildrenandslavesin
les
theWestattheperiodof
cette
thisstory—thatistosay,thirty
ou
orfortyyearsago.
Althoughmy
livre
bookisintendedmainlyfor
les
theentertainmentofboysandgirls,Ihopeit
sera
willnotbeshunnedbymen
et
andwomenonthataccount,for
partie
partofmyplanhasbeentotrytopleasantlyremindadultsofwhattheyoncewerethemselves,
et
andofhowtheyfelt
et
andthoughtandtalked,andwhatqueerenterprisesthey
parfois
sometimesengagedin.
THEAUTHOR.
CHAPTERI
“Tom!”
No
réponse
answer.
“TOM!”
Noanswer.
“What’s
passé
gonewiththatboy,Iwonder?
YouTOM!”
No
réponse
answer.
Theoldladypulledherspectacles
bas
downandlookedoverthemabouttheroom;
thenshe
mis
putthemupandlookedoutunder
les
them.
Sheseldomornever
regardait
lookedthroughthemforsosmalla
chose
thingasaboy;
theywereherstatepair,theprideofher
cœur
heart,andwerebuiltfor“style,”notservice—she
pu
couldhaveseenthroughapairofstove-lidsjustas
bien
well.
Shelookedperplexedfor
un
amoment,andthensaid,notfiercely,
mais
butstillloudenoughfor
les
thefurnituretohear:.
“Well,Ilay
si
ifIgetholdofyouI’ll—”.
Shedidnotfinish,forby
ce
thistimeshewasbendingdown
et
andpunchingunderthebed
avec
withthebroom,andsosheneededbreathtopunctuatethepunches
avec
with.
Sheresurrectednothingbut
le
thecat.
“Ineverdid
vu
seethebeatofthatboy!”
She
allée
wenttotheopendoor
et
andstoodinitand
regardé
lookedoutamongthetomatovines
et
and“jimpson”weedsthatconstitutedthegarden.
Pas
NoTom.
Soshelifteduphervoiceat
un
ananglecalculatedfordistance
et
andshouted:.
“Y-o-u-uTOM!”
Therewas
un
aslightnoisebehindher
et
andsheturnedjustin
temps
timetoseizeasmall
garçon
boybytheslackofhisroundabout
et
andarresthisflight.
“There!
I
pu
might’a’thoughtofthatcloset.
Whatyoubeen
faisais
doinginthere?”
“Nothing.”
“Nothing!
Regardez
Lookatyourhands.
And
regardez
lookatyourmouth.
Whatisthattruck?”
“Idon’t
sais
know,aunt.”
“Well,Iknow.
It’sjam—that’swhatitis.
FortytimesI’ve
dit
saidifyoudidn’tlet
que
thatjamaloneI’dskinyou.
Handmethatswitch.”
Theswitchhoveredintheair—theperilwasdesperate—.
“My!
Regarde
Lookbehindyou,aunt!”
Theold
dame
ladywhirledround,andsnatchedherskirts
hors
outofdanger.
Theladfledontheinstant,scrambledupthe
haute
highboard-fence,anddisappearedover
elle
it.
HisauntPollystoodsurprised
un
amoment,andthenbrokeinto
un
agentlelaugh.
“Hangthe
garçon
boy,can’tIneverlearn
rien
anything?
Ain’theplayedmetricksenough
comme
likethatformetobelookingoutforhimby
ce
thistime?
Butoldfoolsis
les
thebiggestfoolsthereis.
Can’t
apprendre
learnanolddognewtricks,asthe
dit
sayingis.
Butmygoodness,he
jamais
neverplaysthemalike,twodays,
et
andhowisabodyto
savoir
knowwhat’scoming?
He’pearsto
savoir
knowjusthowlonghecantormentme
avant
beforeIgetmydanderup,
et
andheknowsifhecan
faire
makeouttoputmeofffor
une
aminuteormakemelaugh,it’s
tout
alldownagainandIcan’t
frapper
hithimalick.
Iain’t
fais
doingmydutybythat
garçon
boy,andthat’stheLord’s
vérité
truth,goodnessknows.
Sparetherod
et
andspilethechild,asthe
Bon
GoodBooksays.
I’malayingupsin
et
andsufferingforusboth,I
sais
know.
He’sfulloftheOldScratch,
mais
butlaws-a-me!
he’smyowndeadsister’sboy,
pauvre
poorthing,andIain’tgotthe
cœur
hearttolashhim,somehow.
Chaque
EverytimeIlethimoff,myconscience
fait
doeshurtmeso,and
chaque
everytimeIhithimmy
vieux
oldheartmostbreaks.
Well-a-well,manthatisbornof
femme
womanisoffewdays
et
andfulloftrouble,astheScripture
dit
says,andIreckonit’sso.
He’llplayhookey
ce
thisevening,[*]andI’lljustbeobleegedto
faire
makehimwork,tomorrow,topunish
le
him.
It’smightyhardtomakehim
travailler
workSaturdays,whenalltheboysishavingholiday,
mais
buthehatesworkmorethanhe
déteste
hatesanythingelse,andI’vegotto
faire
dosomeofmydutybyhim,
ou
orI’llbetheruinationofthechild.”
[*]Southwesternfor“afternoon”.
Tom
fait
didplayhookey,andhehada
très
verygoodtime.
Hegotback
maison
homebarelyinseasontohelpJim,the
petit
smallcoloredboy,sawnext-day’swood
et
andsplitthekindlingsbeforesupper—at
moins
leasthewastherein
temps
timetotellhisadventurestoJimwhileJim
faisait
didthree-fourthsofthework.
Tom’syounger
frère
brother(orratherhalf-brother)Sidwas
déjà
alreadythroughwithhispartof
le
thework(pickingupchips),forhewas
un
aquietboy,andhad
pas
noadventurous,trouble-someways.
WhileTomwas
mangeait
eatinghissupper,andstealingsugarasopportunityoffered,AuntPolly
posait
askedhimquestionsthatwerefullofguile,
et
andverydeep—forshewantedtotraphimintodamagingrevealments.
Like
beaucoup
manyothersimple-heartedsouls,itwasherpetvanityto
croire
believeshewasendowedwithatalentfordark
et
andmysteriousdiplomacy,andshe
aimait
lovedtocontemplatehermosttransparentdevicesasmarvelsoflowcunning.
Dit
Saidshe:.
“Tom,itwasmiddlingwarminschool,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Powerfulwarm,warn’tit?”
“Yes’m.”
“Didn’tyou
voulais
wanttogoina-swimming,Tom?”
A
peu
bitofascareshotthroughTom—a
touche
touchofuncomfortablesuspicion.
HesearchedAuntPolly’s
visage
face,butittoldhim
rien
nothing.
Sohesaid:.
“No’m—well,not
très
verymuch.”
Theoldladyreachedouther
main
handandfeltTom’sshirt,
et
andsaid:.
“Butyouain’t
trop
toowarmnow,though.”
Anditflatteredhertoreflect
que
thatshehaddiscoveredthat
la
theshirtwasdrywithoutanybody
sache
knowingthatthatwaswhatshehadinhermind.
Mais
Butinspiteofher,Tom
savait
knewwherethewindlay,
maintenant
now.
Soheforestalledwhat
pourrait
mightbethenextmove:.
“Someofuspumpedonourheads—mine’sdampyet.
See?”
AuntPollywasvexedto
penser
thinkshehadoverlookedthat
peu
bitofcircumstantialevidence,and
raté
missedatrick.
Thenshe
eu
hadanewinspiration:.
“Tom,youdidn’thavetoundoyourshirtcollar
où
whereIsewedit,topumponyour
tête
head,didyou?
Unbuttonyourjacket!”
Le
ThetroublevanishedoutofTom’s
visage
face.
Heopenedhisjacket.
Hisshirtcollarwassecurelysewed.
“Bother!
Bien
Well,go’longwithyou.
I’d
fait
madesureyou’dplayedhookey
et
andbeena-swimming.
ButIforgiveye,Tom.
Ireckonyou’re
une
akindofasingedcat,asthe
dit
sayingis—better’nyoulook.
Thistime.”
Shewas
moitié
halfsorryhersagacityhadmiscarried,
et
andhalfgladthatTomhadstumbledintoobedientconductforonce.
Mais
ButSidneysaid:.
“Well,now,
si
ifIdidn’tthinkyousewedhiscollar
avec
withwhitethread,butit’sblack.”
“Why,Ididsewit
avec
withwhite!
Tom!”
ButTomdidnot
attendu
waitfortherest.
Ashewentoutat
la
thedoorhesaid:.
“Siddy,I’lllickyouforthat.”
Ina
sûr
safeplaceTomexaminedtwolargeneedles
qui
whichwerethrustintothelapelsofhisjacket,
et
andhadthreadboundaboutthem—oneneedlecarried
blanc
whitethreadandtheother
noir
black.
Hesaid:.
“She’dnevernoticed
si
ifithadn’tbeenforSid.
Confoundit!
parfois
sometimesshesewsitwith
blanc
white,andsometimesshesewsit
avec
withblack.
Iwishtogee-minyshe’dsticktoone
ou
ort’other—Ican’tkeeptherunof’em.
Mais
ButIbetyouI’lllamSidfor
que
that.
I’lllearnhim!”
Hewasnot
le
theModelBoyofthevillage.
He
connaissait
knewthemodelboyvery
bien
wellthough—andloathedhim.
Within
deux
twominutes,orevenless,hehad
oublié
forgottenallhistroubles.
Not
parce que
becausehistroubleswereonewhitlessheavy
et
andbittertohimthanaman’saretoa
homme
man,butbecauseanew
et
andpowerfulinterestborethemdown
et
anddrovethemoutofhis
esprit
mindforthetime—justasmen’smisfortunesareforgottenintheexcitementofnewenterprises.
Ce
Thisnewinterestwasavaluednoveltyinwhistling,whichhehadjustacquiredfrom
une
anegro,andhewassufferingtopractiseitundisturbed.
Itconsistedinapeculiarbird-like
tour
turn,asortofliquidwarble,producedby
touchant
touchingthetonguetotheroofofthemouthatshortintervalsinthemidstofthemusic—thereader
probablement
probablyremembershowtodoit,ifhehaseverbeena
garçon
boy.
Diligenceandattentionsoongavehimtheknackofit,
et
andhestrodedownthe
rue
streetwithhismouthfullofharmony
et
andhissoulfullofgratitude.
He
sentait
feltmuchasanastronomer
sentait
feelswhohasdiscoveredanewplanet—nodoubt,asfarasstrong,deep,unalloyedpleasureisconcerned,
le
theadvantagewaswiththe
garçon
boy,nottheastronomer.
Thesummereveningswerelong.
Itwasnotdark,yet.
PresentlyTom
vérifié
checkedhiswhistle.
Astrangerwas
devant
beforehim—aboyashadelarger
que
thanhimself.
Anew-comerof
n'importe quel
anyageoreithersexwasanimpressivecuriosityin
le
thepoorlittleshabbyvillageofSt.Petersburg.
Ce
Thisboywaswelldressed,too—welldressedon
un
aweek-day.
Thiswassimplyastounding.
Hiscapwas
une
adaintything,hisclose-buttonedblueclothroundaboutwas
nouveau
newandnatty,andsowerehispantaloons.
Hehadshoeson—anditwasonlyFriday.
He
même
evenworeanecktie,abrightbitofribbon.
Hehad
un
acitifiedairabouthim
qui
thatateintoTom’svitals.
The
plus
moreTomstaredatthesplendidmarvel,thehigherheturneduphisnoseathisfinery
et
andtheshabbierandshabbierhis
propre
ownoutfitseemedtohimtogrow.
Neitherboy
parlé
spoke.
Ifonemoved,theothermoved—butonlysidewise,inacircle;
theykeptfacetoface
et
andeyetoeyeall
le
thetime.
FinallyTomsaid:.
“I
peux
canlickyou!”
“I’dliketo
voir
seeyoutryit.”
“Well,I
peux
candoit.”
“Noyoucan’t,either.”
“YesIcan.”
“Noyoucan’t.”
“Ican.”
“Youcan’t.”
“Can!”
“Can’t!”
Une
Anuncomfortablepause.
ThenTom
dit
said:.
“What’syourname?”
“’Tisn’tanyofyourbusiness,maybe.”
“WellI’lowI’llmakeitmybusiness.”
“Well
pourquoi
whydon’tyou?”
“Ifyou
dis
saymuch,Iwill.”
“Much—much—much.
Y
Therenow.”
“Oh,youthinkyou’remightysmart,don’tyou?
I
pourrais
couldlickyouwithone
main
handtiedbehindme,ifI
voulais
wantedto.”
“Wellwhydon’tyou
ne
doit?
Yousayyou
peux
candoit.”
“WellIwill,
si
ifyoufoolwithme.”
“Ohyes—I’ve
vu
seenwholefamiliesinthe
même
samefix.”
“Smarty!
Youthinkyou’resome,now,don’tyou?
Oh,whatahat!”
“You
peux
canlumpthathatifyoudon’tlikeit.
Idareyoutoknockitoff—and
quiconque
anybodythat’lltakeadare
va
willsuckeggs.”
“You’realiar!”
“You’reanother.”
“You’re
un
afightingliaranddasn’t
prends
takeitup.”
“Aw—takeawalk!”
“Say—ifyou
donnez
givememuchmoreofyoursassI’ll
prendre
takeandbouncearockoff’nyourhead.”
“Oh,of
sûr
courseyouwill.”
“WellIwill.”
“Well
pourquoi
whydon’tyoudoitthen?
What
feras
doyoukeepsayingyouwillfor?
Pourquoi
Whydon’tyoudoit?
It’s
parce que
becauseyou’reafraid.”
“Iain’tafraid.”
“Youare.”
“Iain’t.”
“Youare.”
Anotherpause,
et
andmoreeyingandsidlingaroundeachother.
Presentlytheywereshouldertoshoulder.
Tom
dit
said:.
“Getawayfromhere!”
“Goawayyourself!”
“Iwon’t.”
“Iwon’teither.”
Sothey
tenaient
stood,eachwithafoot
placé
placedatanangleasabrace,
et
andbothshovingwithmight
et
andmain,andgloweringat
chacun
eachotherwithhate.
Butneither
pu
couldgetanadvantage.
Afterstrugglingtill
deux
bothwerehotandflushed,
chacun
eachrelaxedhisstrainwithwatchfulcaution,
et
andTomsaid:.
“You’reacoward
et
andapup.
I’lltellmy
grand
bigbrotheronyou,andhe
peut
canthrashyouwithhis
petit
littlefinger,andI’llmakehimdoit,too.”
“WhatdoIcareforyour
grand
bigbrother?
I’vegota
frère
brotherthat’sbiggerthanheis—andwhat’smore,he
peut
canthrowhimoverthatfence,
aussi
too.
“That’salie.”