- •I said if he wanted to take a broad view of the thing, it really
- •It was customary for the men in the family to remain on Simon's
- •If his trot-lines were full.
- •Inside the house lived a malevolent phantom. People said he existed,
- •Initial suspicions. A Negro would not pass the Radley Place at
- •In the presence and hearing of a female. The judge asked Mr. Conner
- •In surprise, for Calpurnia rarely commented on the ways of white
- •If you just go up and touch the house."
- •I heard an unfamiliar jingle in Jem's pockets. When we slowed to a
- •It certainly was. Before the first morning was over, Miss Caroline
- •It.) North Alabama was full of Liquor Interests, Big Mules, steel
- •If I could have explained these things to Miss Caroline, I would
- •In Walter's dietary affairs.
- •I returned to school and hated Calpurnia steadily until a sudden
- •I told Atticus I didn't feel very well and didn't think I'd go to
- •In certain circumstances the common folk judiciously allowed them
- •I couldn't help noticing that my father had served for years in the
- •In cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything
- •Velvet with a minute catch. Jem flicked open the tiny catch. Inside
- •I know for a fact don't anybody go by there- Cecil goes by the back
- •Valuable to somebody. I'm gonna put em in my trunk."
- •I ran to the back yard and pulled an old car tire from under the
- •I was fairly sure Boo Radley was inside that house, but I couldn't
- •It, added dialogue and plot until we had manufactured a small play
- •It was a melancholy little drama, woven from bits and scraps of
- •In Maycomb.
- •I haven't heard you yet!" Jem and I thought this a strange way to
- •In peril of everlasting torment was incomprehensible.
- •I was shocked. "Atticus doesn't drink whiskey," I said. "He never
- •I liked it very much.
- •It, Miss Priss!"
- •I've got the letter to prove it- he sent me two dollars, too!"
- •I returned and gazed around the curve at the empty road.
- •Invited there, we were not to play an asinine game he had seen us
- •It again so long as we watched. Jem and I were leaving Miss Rachel's
- •I didn't want to go with them I could go straight home and keep my fat
- •In a corner of the porch; above it a hat-rack mirror caught the moon
- •Its side, dropped, and was still. Then it turned and moved back across
- •It was then, I suppose, that Jem and I first began to part
- •It was no use. I unlatched the back door and held it while he
- •I can't tell sometimes."
- •Value. The sixth grade seemed to please him from the beginning: he
- •Into autumn, and autumn is sometimes never followed by winter, but
- •In his trunk.
- •It. "That was Eula May," he said when he returned. "I quote- 'As it
- •I looked back at my mushy footprints. Jem said if we waited until it
- •I wondered if Mr. Avery knew how hopefully we had watched last
- •It with earth and carried it to the front yard.
- •In making Mr. Avery look cross. A stick of stovewood completed the
- •Into Miss Maudie's back yard and returned triumphant. He stuck her
- •Into his pocket. He looked strangely overweight.
- •I looked up to see Mr. Avery cross the upstairs porch. He swung
- •It was dawn before the men began to leave, first one by one, then in
- •It was obvious that he had not followed a word Jem said, for all
- •I suppose I should include Uncle Jimmy, Aunt Alexandra's husband,
- •In my foot, permitting no one to come near me. When Uncle Jack
- •It took Atticus's courtroom voice to drag us away from the tree.
- •It by a wooden catwalk; in the back yard was a rusty bell on a pole,
- •I said.
- •I leaped off the steps and ran down the catwalk. It was easy to
- •I looked up at Aunt Alexandra. "I haven't got him in there, Aunty, I
- •I asked who it was; Uncle Jack answered.
- •I swear before God if I'll sit there and let him say somethin' about
- •I'm too old to keep it up- maybe you're right, Jean Louise, this is
- •I went to the back yard and found Jem plugging away at a tin can,
- •I wished my father was a devil from hell. I sounded out Calpurnia on
- •I thought mad dogs foamed at the mouth, galloped, leaped and
- •Interrogation regarding our behavior, and given a melancholy
- •I wasn't sure what Jem resented most, but I took umbrage at Mrs.
- •In later years, I sometimes wondered exactly what made Jem do it,
- •I followed Jem out of the livingroom. "Come back here," Atticus said
- •I hated him for that, but when you are in trouble you become
- •I'd work on 'em ever Saturday and try to make 'em grow back out."
- •In the corner of the room was a brass bed, and in the bed was Mrs.
- •I was expecting a tirade, but all she said was, "You may commence
- •I didn't look any more than I had to. Jem reopened Ivanhoe and
- •I looked toward the bed.
- •I pulled Jem's sleeve.
- •It was only three forty-five when we got home, so Jem and I
- •I tried to explain to Atticus that it wasn't so much what Francis
- •It suddenly came to me that each day we had been staying a little
- •It was over. We bounded down the sidewalk on a spree of sheer
- •I'd have made you go read to her anyway. It may have been some
- •In addition to Jem's newly developed characteristics, he had
- •If Calpurnia had ever bathed me roughly before, it was nothing
- •In the kitchen; that morning it was covered with our Sunday
- •If someone died during a dry spell, the body was covered with chunks
- •I felt Calpurnia's hand dig into my shoulder. "What you want, Lula?"
- •I agreed: they did not want us here. I sensed, rather than saw, that
- •Its pressure I said, "We thank you for lettin' us come." Jem echoed
- •I would have known that Calpurnia was of mature years- Zeebo had
- •I never understood her preoccupation with heredity. Somewhere, I had
- •Its streets graciously wide. Maycomb's proportion of professional
- •Inward. New people so rarely settled there, the same families
- •It was a sad thing that my father had neglected to tell me about the
- •I felt his hand on the back of my head. "Don't you worry about
- •I breathed again. It wasn't me, it was only Calpurnia they were
- •I said Atticus didn't worry about anything. Besides, the case
- •I threw myself at him as hard as I could, hitting, pulling,
- •I finally found my voice: "It's okay, Dill. When he wants you to
- •I told you he wouldn't bother you."
- •I raised up on my elbow, facing Dill's outline. "It's no reason to
- •I pushed the pillow to the headboard and sat up. "You know
- •In Maycomb, grown men stood outside in the front yard for only two
- •In Maycomb."
- •I caught Atticus coming in the door, and he said that they'd moved
- •I dressed quickly. We waited until Aunty's light went out, and we
- •In the Maycomb Bank building. When we rounded the corner of the
- •It. That is, above it. He covered the courthouse and jailhouse news
- •Voice was still the same, "that changes things, doesn't it?"
- •I began to feel sweat gathering at the edges of my hair; I could
- •I turned to Atticus, but Atticus had gone to the jail and was
- •It was long past my bedtime and I was growing quite tired; it seemed
- •I was playing in it with the spoon. "I thought Mr. Cunningham was
- •It was like Saturday. People from the south end of the county passed
- •It and he said X. Asked him again and he said X. They kept at it
- •I guess that the foot-washers thought that the Devil was quoting
- •It was a gala occasion. There was no room at the public hitching
- •In a far corner of the square, the Negroes sat quietly in the sun,
- •Idlers' Club and made myself as unobtrusive as possible. This was a
- •If you all came to the balcony with me?"
- •If he took advantage of her and she said yes he did. So I went down to
- •It with-"
- •In answer to the clerk's booming voice, a little bantam cock of a
- •I run into th' fence, but when I got distangled I run up to th' window
- •In possession of his court once more, Judge Taylor leaned back in
- •Is possible. Proceed, Mr. Gilmer."
- •Intercourse with your daughter?"
- •If it were stock-market quotations: "...Which eye her left oh yes
- •I was becoming nervous. Atticus seemed to know what he was doing-
- •I didn't think so: Atticus was trying to show, it seemed to me, that
- •In Maycomb County, it was easy to tell when someone bathed
- •Instead, she said, "He done what he was after."
- •Immaterial to object to, Atticus was quietly building up before the
- •Involuntary jump, but it seemed to me that he knew she had moved. He
- •I was studyin' why, just passin' by, when she says for me to come
- •Vanished.
- •It occurred to me that in their own way, Tom Robinson's manners were
- •I knew that Mr. Gilmer would sincerely tell the jury that anyone who
- •Version of events, the witness's steady answer was that she was
- •I had a feeling that I shouldn't be here listening to this sinful
- •Inside the courthouse."
- •I punched Jem. "How long's he been at it?"
- •Vest, unbuttoned his collar, loosened his tie, and took off his
- •I was exhilarated. So many things had happened so fast I felt it
- •In varying degrees of intensity. "Now you all eat slow," was her final
- •It wasn't rape if she let you, but she had to be eighteen- in Alabama,
- •Voice came from far away and was tiny. I saw something only a lawyer's
- •I said."
- •I was sittin' there on the porch last night, waiting. I waited and
- •I can do about folks except laugh, so I'm gonna join the circus and
- •In this part of the world's going to say, 'We think you're guilty, but
- •I was listening, and made it easier. "-I mean, before a man is
- •In our world that makes men lose their heads- they couldn't be fair if
- •In the woods."
- •I tortured myself and decided that if I married Jem and Dill had a
- •I remembered the distant disastrous occasion when I rushed to
- •I said what. He unbuttoned his shirt, grinning shyly.
- •It seemed only yesterday that he was telling me not to aggravate
- •I told Jem if that was so, then why didn't Tom's jury, made up of
- •Impertinence, and contented herself with, "Well, you won't get very
- •Immorality- nobody but j. Grimes Everett knows. You know, when the
- •I was reminded of the ancient little organ in the chapel at
- •I'm sure I don't know, I'm not read in that field, but sulky...
- •I could not see Mrs. Farrow.
- •It at that- seemed like that'd be a big comfort to Tom. Calpurnia
- •I met him. The diningroom door opened again and Miss Maudie joined us.
- •I thought Aunt Alexandra was crying, but when she took her hands
- •It and he eased her down the steps. Then he gave her to Calpurnia.
- •I raised my hand, remembering an old campaign slogan Atticus had
- •I did, and he said he could not possibly answer my question
- •I was too surprised to cry. I crept from Jem's room and shut the
- •It," said Atticus. "But I can guess. I proved him a liar but John made
- •I soon learned, however, that my services would be required on stage
- •I couldn't scratch, and once inside I could not get out of it alone.
- •In the middle of her sentence. She closed her mouth, then opened it to
- •Vanished with our years as mist with sunrise. "What was that old
- •I said it more to convince myself than Jem, for sure enough, as we
- •I would show Cecil that we knew he was behind us and we were ready
- •I ran in the direction of Jem's scream and sank into a flabby male
- •In Maycomb knew each other's voices.
- •It was a relief to be out. My arms were beginning to tingle, and
- •Including the time Jem fell out of the treehouse, and he had never
- •I led him through the hall and past the livingroom.
- •It was Atticus's turn to get up and go to the edge of the porch.
- •I'm older than you. When mine are grown I'll be an old man if I'm
- •I was trying to remember. Mr. Ewell was on me... Then he went
- •It took him forever to fold his newspaper and toss it in his chair.
- •In Maycomb includin' my wife'd be knocking on his door bringing
- •It. An expression of timid curiosity was on his face, as though he had
I led him through the hall and past the livingroom.
"Won't you have a seat, Mr. Arthur? This rocking-chair's nice and
comfortable."
My small fantasy about him was alive again: he would be sitting on
the porch... right pretty spell we're having, isn't it, Mr. Arthur?
Yes, a right pretty spell. Feeling slightly unreal, I led him to the
chair farthest from Atticus and Mr. Tate. It was in deep shadow. Boo
would feel more comfortable in the dark.
Atticus was sitting in the swing, and Mr. Tate was in a chair next
to him. The light from the livingroom windows was strong on them. I
sat beside Boo.
"Well, Heck," Atticus was saying, "I guess the thing to do- good
Lord, I'm losing my memory..." Atticus pushed up his glasses and
pressed his fingers to his eyes. "Jem's not quite thirteen... no, he's
already thirteen- I can't remember. Anyway, it'll come before county
court-"
"What will, Mr. Finch?" Mr. Tate uncrossed his legs and leaned
forward.
"Of course it was clear-cut self defense, but I'll have to go to the
office and hunt up-"
"Mr. Finch, do you think Jem killed Bob Ewell? Do you think that?"
"You heard what Scout said, there's no doubt about it. She said
Jem got up and yanked him off her- he probably got hold of Ewell's
knife somehow in the dark... we'll find out tomorrow."
"Mis-ter Finch, hold on," said Mr. Tate. "Jem never stabbed Bob
Ewell."
Atticus was silent for a moment. He looked at Mr. Tate as if he
appreciated what he said. But Atticus shook his head.
"Heck, it's mighty kind of you and I know you're doing it from
that good heart of yours, but don't start anything like that."
Mr. Tate got up and went to the edge of the porch. He spat into
the shrubbery, then thrust his hands into his hip pockets and faced
Atticus. "Like what?" he said.
"I'm sorry if I spoke sharply, Heck," Atticus said simply, "but
nobody's hushing this up. I don't live that way."
"Nobody's gonna hush anything up, Mr. Finch."
Mr. Tate's voice was quiet, but his boots were planted so solidly on
the porch floorboards it seemed that they grew there. A curious
contest, the nature of which eluded me, was developing between my
father and the sheriff.