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"
Well
how
—
?
"
"
Sh
-
h
,
"
she
said
.
Reverend
Sykes
was
standing
behind
the
pulpit
staring
the
congregation
to
silence
.
He
was
a
short
,
stocky
man
in
a
black
suit
,
black
tie
,
white
shirt
,
and
a
gold
watch
-
chain
that
glinted
in
the
light
from
the
frosted
windows
.
He
said
,
"
Brethren
and
sisters
,
we
are
particularly
glad
to
have
company
with
us
this
morning
.
Mister
and
Miss
Finch
.
You
all
know
their
father
.
Before
I
begin
I
will
read
some
announcements
.
"
Reverend
Sykes
shuffled
some
papers
,
chose
one
and
held
it
at
arm
’
s
length
.
"
The
Missionary
Society
meets
in
the
home
of
Sister
Annette
Reeves
next
Tuesday
.
Bring
your
sewing
.
"
He
read
from
another
paper
.
"
You
all
know
of
Brother
Tom
Robinson
’
s
trouble
.
He
has
been
a
faithful
member
of
First
Purchase
since
he
was
a
boy
.
The
collection
taken
up
today
and
for
the
next
three
Sundays
will
go
to
Helen
—
his
wife
,
to
help
her
out
at
home
.
"
I
punched
Jem
.
"
That
’
s
the
Tom
Atticus
’
s
de
—
"
"
Sh
-
h
!
"
I
turned
to
Calpurnia
but
was
hushed
before
I
opened
my
mouth
.
Subdued
,
I
fixed
my
attention
upon
Reverend
Sykes
,
who
seemed
to
be
waiting
for
me
to
settle
down
.
"
Will
the
music
superintendent
lead
us
in
the
first
hymn
,
"
he
said
.
Zeebo
rose
from
his
pew
and
walked
down
the
center
aisle
,
stopping
in
front
of
us
and
facing
the
congregation
.
He
was
carrying
a
battered
hymn
-
book
.
He
opened
it
and
said
,
"
We
’
ll
sing
number
two
seventy
-
three
.
"
This
was
too
much
for
me
.
"
How
’
re
we
gonna
sing
it
if
there
ain
’
t
any
hymn
-
books
?
"
