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"
Out
to
your
house
,
"
I
said
.
"
Sometimes
after
work
?
Atticus
can
get
me
.
"
"
Any
time
you
want
to
,
"
she
said
.
"
We
’
d
be
glad
to
have
you
.
"
We
were
on
the
sidewalk
by
the
Radley
Place
.
"
Look
on
the
porch
yonder
,
"
Jem
said
.
I
looked
over
to
the
Radley
Place
,
expecting
to
see
its
phantom
occupant
sunning
himself
in
the
swing
.
The
swing
was
empty
.
"
I
mean
our
porch
,
"
said
Jem
.
I
looked
down
the
street
.
Enarmored
,
upright
,
uncompromising
,
Aunt
Alexandra
was
sitting
in
a
rocking
chair
exactly
as
if
she
had
sat
there
every
day
of
her
life
.
"
Put
my
bag
in
the
front
bedroom
,
Calpurnia
,
"
was
the
first
thing
Aunt
Alexandra
said
.
"
Jean
Louise
,
stop
scratching
your
head
,
"
was
the
second
thing
she
said
.
Calpurnia
picked
up
Aunty
’
s
heavy
suitcase
and
opened
the
door
.
"
I
’
ll
take
it
,
"
said
Jem
,
and
took
it
.
I
heard
the
suitcase
hit
the
bedroom
floor
with
a
thump
.
The
sound
had
a
dull
permanence
about
it
.
"
Have
you
come
for
a
visit
,
Aunty
?
"
I
asked
.
Aunt
Alexandra
’
s
visits
from
the
Landing
were
rare
,
and
she
traveled
in
state
.
She
owned
a
bright
green
square
Buick
and
a
black
chauffeur
,
both
kept
in
an
unhealthy
state
of
tidiness
,
but
today
they
were
nowhere
to
be
seen
.
