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When
Atticus
returned
he
told
me
to
break
camp
.
"
Don
’
t
you
ever
let
me
catch
you
pointing
that
gun
at
anybody
again
,
"
he
said
.
I
wished
my
father
was
a
devil
from
hell
.
I
sounded
out
Calpurnia
on
the
subject
.
"
Mr
.
Finch
?
Why
,
he
can
do
lots
of
things
.
"
"
Like
what
?
"
I
asked
.
Calpurnia
scratched
her
head
.
"
Well
,
I
don
’
t
rightly
know
,
"
she
said
.
Jem
underlined
it
when
he
asked
Atticus
if
he
was
going
out
for
the
Methodists
and
Atticus
said
he
’
d
break
his
neck
if
he
did
,
he
was
just
too
old
for
that
sort
of
thing
.
The
Methodists
were
trying
to
pay
off
their
church
mortgage
,
and
had
challenged
the
Baptists
to
a
game
of
touch
football
.
Everybody
in
town
’
s
father
was
playing
,
it
seemed
,
except
Atticus
.
Jem
said
he
didn
’
t
even
want
to
go
,
but
he
was
unable
to
resist
football
in
any
form
,
and
he
stood
gloomily
on
the
sidelines
with
Atticus
and
me
watching
Cecil
Jacobs
’
s
father
make
touchdowns
for
the
Baptists
.
One
Saturday
Jem
and
I
decided
to
go
exploring
with
our
air
-
rifles
to
see
if
we
could
find
a
rabbit
or
a
squirrel
.
We
had
gone
about
five
hundred
yards
beyond
the
Radley
Place
when
I
noticed
Jem
squinting
at
something
down
the
street
.
He
had
turned
his
head
to
one
side
and
was
looking
out
of
the
corners
of
his
eyes
.
"
Whatcha
looking
at
?
"
"
That
old
dog
down
yonder
,
"
he
said
.
"
That
’
s
old
Tim
Johnson
,
ain
’
t
it
?
"
