Cuentos Clásicos del Norte, Primera Serie

By Edgar Allan Poe

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Necesito deciros algo, pero apenas sé en qué forma podría hacerlo y
ni siquiera si debería decíroslo.

No he estado muy bien en los últimos días y el pobre viejo Júpiter
me ha aburrido más de lo que es posible soportar con sus ingenuas
atenciones. ¿Lo creeríais? Había preparado un gran palo el otro día
para castigarme por habérmele escapado y haber pasado la jornada
solo, en las colinas de la isla. Creo, en verdad, que únicamente mi
aspecto de enfermo me salvó de la azotaina.

No he agregado nada a mi colección desde la última vez que nos
vimos.

Si podéis arreglarlo sin inconveniente, venid con Júpiter. _Venid_.
Necesito veros _esta noche_ para un asunto de importancia. Os
aseguro que es de la _mayor_ importancia.

Vuestro afectísimo
WÍLLIAM LEGRAND.

Algo había en el tono de la carta que me produjo gran inquietud. Su
estilo difería por completo del que acostumbraba Legrand. ¿En qué
estaría soñando? ¿Qué nueva extravagancia se había apoderado de su
excitable cerebro? ¿Cuál podía ser aquel "asunto de gran importancia"
que necesitara él definir? Las noticias de Júpiter a su respecto no
auguraban nada bueno. Temí que quizá el peso continuo de la desgracia
hubiera al fin trastornado la mente de mi amigo. En consecuencia, sin un
instante de vacilación me preparé a acompañar al negro.

Al llegar al embarcadero advertí una hoz y tres azadas, nuevas en
apariencia, colocadas en el fondo del bote que debíamos ocupar.

--¿Qué significa esto, Jup?--pregunté.

--Son una hoz y unas azadas, patrón.

--No cabe duda; pero ¿qué hacen aquí?

--Son una hoz y unas azadas que amo Will me mandó que le comprara en la
ciudad y que por má señas he tenío que largar un montón de plata po eso.

--Pero, en nombre de todo lo misterioso, ¿qué va a hacer "amo Will" con
azadas y con hoces?

--¡Ah! Eso sí que no sé y ¡el diablo cargue conmigo si el amo sabe má
que yo! Pá mí que tó é por la cucaracha.--

Viendo que no podía satisfacer mi curiosidad con las respuestas de
Júpiter, cuyo intelecto parecía completamente absorbido por el
escarabajo, abordé el bote y nos dimos

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