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getting Mr. Ewell’s views on Tom’s demise and passing them along through thatEnglish Channel of gossip, Miss Stephanie Crawford. Miss Stephanie told AuntAlexandra in Jem’s presence (“Oh foot, he’s old enough to listen.”) that Mr.Ewell said it made one down and about two more to go. Jem told me not to beafraid, Mr. Ewell was more hot gas than anything. Jem also told me that if Ibreathed a word to Atticus, if in any way I let Atticus know I knew, Jem wouldpersonally never speak to me again.
26School started, and so did our daily trips past the Radley Place. Jem was in theseventh grade and went to high school, beyond the grammar-school building; Iwas now in the third grade, and our routines were so different I only walked toschool with Jem in the mornings and saw him at mealtimes. He went out forfootball, but was too slender and too young yet to do anything but carry the teamwater buckets. This he did with enthusiasm; most afternoons he was seldomhome before dark.The Radley Place had ceased to terrify me, but it was no less gloomy, no lesschilly under its great oaks, and no less uninviting. Mr. Nathan Radley could stillbe seen on a clear day, walking to and from town; we knew Boo was there, forthe same old reason—nobody’d seen him carried out yet. I sometimes felt atwinge of remorse, when passing by the old place, at ever having taken part inwhat must have been sheer torment to Arthur Radley—what reasonable reclusewants children peeping through his shutters, delivering greetings on the end of afishing-pole, wandering in his collards at night? And yet I remembered. TwoIndian-head pennies, chewing gum, soap dolls, a rusty medal, a broken watchand chain. Jem must have put them away somewhere. I stopped and looked atthe tree one afternoon: the trunk was swelling around its cement patch. Thepatch itself was turning yellow.We had almost seen him a couple of times, a good enough score for anybody.But I still looked for him each time I went by. Maybe someday we would seehim. I imagined how it would be: when it happened, he’d just be sitting in theswing when I came along. “Hidy do, Mr. Arthur,” I would say, as if I had said itevery afternoon of my life. “Evening, Jean Louise,” he would say, as if he hadsaid it every afternoon of my life, “right pretty spell we’re having, isn’t it?” “Yessir, right pretty,” I would say, and go on.It was only a fantasy. We would never see him. He probably did go out whenthe moon was down and gaze upon Miss Stephanie Crawford. I’d have pickedsomebody else to look at, but that was his business. He would never gaze at us.“You aren’t starting that again, are you?” said Atticus one night, when Iexpressed a stray desire just to have one good look at Boo Radley before I died.
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TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD. Copyright ©
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Lawyer`s, I suppose, were children
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PART ONE
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It was customary for the men in the
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We were never tempted to break them
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low, was once white with a deep fro
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Maycomb Tribune to paste in his scr
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Jem said if Dill wanted to get hims
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2Dill left us early in September, t
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from here and try to undo the damag
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I turned around and saw most of the
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again, becoming cold sober only whe
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“Reckon I have,” said Walter.
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gently, “You mean him, ma’am? Y
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Ain’t no snot-nosed slut of a sch
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Maycomb’s ways in one day, and we
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4The remainder of my schooldays wer
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the hundredth time to the knot-hole
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the dreary face of the Radley Place
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“Boo Radley.”Jem’s head at ti
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“I don’t know. Atticus didn’t
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blasts from beneath with a poisonou
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My confidence in pulpit Gospel less
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stick on the window sill, at least.
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Dill said, “We thought he might e
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go for a walk.”He sounded fishy t
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the step squeaked. He stood still,
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“Jem, Scout,” said Atticus, “
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waited for his light to go on, stra
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you’re gonna do lest they live in
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“Don’t know. I’ll show it to
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“Why no, son, I don’t think so.
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The telephone rang and Atticus left
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another load, and another until he
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By then he did not have to tell me.
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not enough. I pulled free of it and
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“Grieving, child? Why, I hated th
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9“You can just take that back, bo
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under his chin. He put his arms aro
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says she’s been cussing fluently
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in it? It’ll drive him nuts.”Ta
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“He is not!” I roared. “I don
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Uncle Jack said if I talked like th
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her.”Atticus chuckled. “She ear
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10Atticus was feeble: he was nearly
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“Well nothing. Nothing—it seems
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Calpurnia stared, then grabbed us b
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Mr. Tate turned around. “He’s f
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crazy. I’d hate to see Harry John
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11When we were small, Jem and I con
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the reform school before next week,
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“Jem,” he said, “are you resp
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The following Monday afternoon Jem
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lot.”“She can’t help that. Wh
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Jem’s chin would come up, and he
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PART TWO
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write.The fact that I had a permane
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Purchase because it was paid for fr
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windows.He said, “Brethren and si
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intended to sweat the amount due ou
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you take off the fact that men can
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13"Put my bag in the front bedroom,
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When she settled in with us and lif
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way: the older citizens, the presen
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Stunned, Jem and I looked at each o
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I remembered something. “Yessum,
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now, for my edification and instruc
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engaged to wash the camel. He trave
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I put on my pajamas, read for a whi
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15After many telephone calls, much
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you, didn’t they?”Atticus lower
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correct to believe one’s mind inc
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until we were in the shelter of the
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pulled firmly down over their ears.
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going home, but I was wrong. As the
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She waited until Calpurnia was in t
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said that’s the way his folks sig
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“Then why does he do like that?
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from long years of observation. Nor
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what grounds, Judge Taylor said,
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as you go in. She was pretty well b
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finger marks on her gullet—”“
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people turned around in the Negroes
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Reverend Sykes’s black eyes were
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“No, I mean her physical conditio
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that he was a Christ-fearing man an
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“Mr. Finch?”She nodded vigorous
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you’ve already said before, but y
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“Except when he’s drinking?”
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good long look at you. Is this the
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Page 221 and 222: of folks. Folks.”Jem turned aroun
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Page 225 and 226: “I said to him, ‘Mr. Everett,
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Page 231 and 232: 25“Don’t do that, Scout. Set hi
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Page 239 and 240: know the answer.“But it’s okay
Page 241 and 242: 27Things did settle down, after a f
Page 243 and 244: assessment of these events. “That
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Page 247 and 248: 28The weather was unusually warm fo
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Page 253 and 254: We slowed to a crawl. I asked Jem h
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Page 259 and 260: 29Aunt Alexandra got up and reached
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Page 263 and 264: 30“Mr. Arthur, honey,” said Att
Page 265 and 266: floorboards it seemed that they gre
Page 267 and 268: “Heck,” said Atticus abruptly,
Page 269 and 270: 31When Boo Radley shuffled to his f
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