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"
Think
they
’
re
still
searchin
’
all
the
picture
shows
in
Meridian
.
"
Dill
grinned
.
"
You
oughta
let
your
mother
know
where
you
are
,
"
said
Jem
.
"
You
oughta
let
her
know
you
’
re
here
.
.
.
.
"
Dill
’
s
eyes
flickered
at
Jem
,
and
Jem
looked
at
the
floor
.
Then
he
rose
and
broke
the
remaining
code
of
our
childhood
.
He
went
out
of
the
room
and
down
the
hall
.
"
Atticus
,
"
his
voice
was
distant
,
"
can
you
come
here
a
minute
,
sir
?
"
Beneath
its
sweat
-
streaked
dirt
Dill
’
s
face
went
white
.
I
felt
sick
.
Atticus
was
in
the
doorway
.
He
came
to
the
middle
of
the
room
and
stood
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
looking
down
at
Dill
.
I
finally
found
my
voice
:
"
It
’
s
okay
,
Dill
.
When
he
wants
you
to
know
somethin
’
,
he
tells
you
.
"
Dill
looked
at
me
.
"
I
mean
it
’
s
all
right
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
know
he
wouldn
’
t
bother
you
,
you
know
you
ain
’
t
scared
of
Atticus
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
scared
.
.
.
"
Dill
muttered
.
"
Just
hungry
,
I
’
ll
bet
.
"
Atticus
’
s
voice
had
its
usual
pleasant
dryness
.
"
Scout
,
we
can
do
better
than
a
pan
of
cold
corn
bread
,
can
’
t
we
?
You
fill
this
fellow
up
and
when
I
get
back
we
’
ll
see
what
we
can
see
.
"
"
Mr
.
Finch
,
don
’
t
tell
Aunt
Rachel
,
don
’
t
make
me
go
back
,
please
sir
!
I
’
ll
run
off
again
—
!
"
