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The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer (puffin Classics) [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Juvenile Fiction)
  • Author:  Mark Twain
  • Author:  Mark Twain
  • ISBN-10:  0141321105
  • ISBN-10:  0141321105
  • ISBN-13:  9780141321103
  • ISBN-13:  9780141321103
  • Publisher:  Puffin
  • Publisher:  Puffin
  • Pages:  352
  • Pages:  352
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2008
  • Pub Date:  01-Jun-2008
  • SKU:  0141321105-11-MING
  • SKU:  0141321105-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100014718
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Tom Sawyer is sure to find trouble wherever the river leads him . . .

On the banks of the Mississippi River, Tom Sawyer and his friends seek out adventure at every turn. Then one fateful night in the graveyard they witness a murder. The boys make a blood oath never to reveal the secret, and they run away to be pirates in search of hidden treasure. But when Tom gets trapped in a cave with scary Injun Joe, can he escape unharmed?“A sacred text within the body of American literature.”—Frank ConroyMark Twain is the pseudonym of Samuel Langhorne Clemens (1835-1910). He was born in Missouri, USA. He travelled around America, seeking fame and fortune before becoming a successful journalist and travel writer. In 1876The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, inspired by his own childhood, was published, followed eight years later byThe Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.Chapter 1

"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 a 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 nothing but the cat.

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

She went to the openl³+

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