Then she jumped away and ran around and around
the desks and benches, with Tom after her, and stopped in a corner at last, with
her little white apron on her face. Tom held her neck and said:
"Now, Becky, it's all done, all over except the kiss. Don't be afraid of that.
It’s nothing at all. Please, Becky." And he pulled down her apron and her hands.
Eventually, she gave up, and let her hands drop. Her face, all red with the
struggle, lifted up and she submitted. Tom kissed the red lips and said:
"Now it's all done, Becky. And always after this, you know, you’re never to love
anybody but me, and you’ll never to marry anybody but me, ever never and
forever. Will you?"
"No, I'll never love anybody but you, Tom, and I'll never marry anybody but you,
and you’ll never marry anybody but me, either."
"Certainly. Of course. That's PART of it. And when we come from and go to school
you’ll always walk with me, when there’s nobody looking, and you choose me and I
choose you at parties, because that's what you do when you're engaged."
"It's so nice. I’ve never heard of it before."
"Oh, it's so much fun! Me and Amy Lawrence…."
The big eyes told Tom his mistake and he stopped, confused.
"Oh, Tom! Then I’m not the first you've ever been engaged to!"
She began to cry. Tom said:
"Oh, don't cry, Becky, I don't care about her anymore."
"Yes, you do, Tom, you know you do."
Tom tried to put his arm around her neck, but she pushed him away and turned her
face to the wall, and carried on crying. Tom tried again, with soothing words in
his mouth, and was rejected again. Then his pride took over, and he walked away
and went outside.
He stood about, restless and uneasy, for a while, looking at the door, every now
and then, hoping she would change her mind and come to find him. But she did
Then he began to feel badly and think that he was wrong. It was difficult for
him to change his attitude, now, but he forced himself and went back inside.
She was still standing back there in the corner, crying, with her face to the
wall. Tom's heart hurt him. He went to her and stood a moment, not knowing
exactly what to do next. Then he said hesitatingly:
"Becky, I….I don't care about anybody but you."
No reply – only tears.
"Becky, please". "Becky, won't you say something?"
Tom took out his most valuable possession, a brass handle from a piece of
furniture, and showed it to her, and said:
"Please, Becky, won't you take it?"
She threw it on the floor. Then Tom marched out of the house and over the hills
and far away. He didn’t go back to school that day.
Becky soon began to suspect something. She ran to the door but she couldn’t see
him. She ran quickly around to the playground, he was not there either. Then she
"Tom! Come back, Tom!"
She listened intently, but there was no answer. She had nothing except silence
and loneliness. So she sat down to cry again.
By this time the students began to appear again, and she had to hide her sadness
and calm her broken heart and suffer the long, boring, aching afternoon, with no
one around to sympathise with her sorrow.
... to be continued!
* The text has been adapted from the Adventures
of Tom Sawyer
by Mark Twain
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