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"
What
’
d
she
want
?
"
asked
Jem
.
We
had
not
seen
Mrs
.
Dubose
for
over
a
month
.
She
was
never
on
the
porch
any
more
when
we
passed
.
"
She
’
s
dead
,
son
,
"
said
Atticus
.
"
She
died
a
few
minutes
ago
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
said
Jem
.
"
Well
.
"
"
Well
is
right
,
"
said
Atticus
.
"
She
’
s
not
suffering
any
more
.
She
was
sick
for
a
long
time
.
Son
,
didn
’
t
you
know
what
her
fits
were
?
"
Jem
shook
his
head
.
"
Mrs
.
Dubose
was
a
morphine
addict
,
"
said
Atticus
.
"
She
took
it
as
a
pain
-
killer
for
years
.
The
doctor
put
her
on
it
.
She
’
d
have
spent
the
rest
of
her
life
on
it
and
died
without
so
much
agony
,
but
she
was
too
contrary
—
"
"
Sir
?
"
said
Jem
.
Atticus
said
,
"
Just
before
your
escapade
she
called
me
to
make
her
will
.
Dr
.
Reynolds
told
her
she
had
only
a
few
months
left
.
Her
business
affairs
were
in
perfect
order
but
she
said
,
‘
There
’
s
still
one
thing
out
of
order
.
’
"
"
What
was
that
?
"
Jem
was
perplexed
.
