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I
began
to
feel
sweat
gathering
at
the
edges
of
my
hair
;
I
could
stand
anything
but
a
bunch
of
people
looking
at
me
.
They
were
quite
still
.
"
What
’
s
the
matter
?
"
I
asked
.
Atticus
said
nothing
.
I
looked
around
and
up
at
Mr
.
Cunningham
,
whose
face
was
equally
impassive
.
Then
he
did
a
peculiar
thing
.
He
squatted
down
and
took
me
by
both
shoulders
.
"
I
’
ll
tell
him
you
said
hey
,
little
lady
,
"
he
said
.
Then
he
straightened
up
and
waved
a
big
paw
.
"
Let
’
s
clear
out
,
"
he
called
.
"
Let
’
s
get
going
,
boys
.
"
As
they
had
come
,
in
ones
and
twos
the
men
shuffled
back
to
their
ramshackle
cars
.
Doors
slammed
,
engines
coughed
,
and
they
were
gone
.
I
turned
to
Atticus
,
but
Atticus
had
gone
to
the
jail
and
was
leaning
against
it
with
his
face
to
the
wall
.
I
went
to
him
and
pulled
his
sleeve
.
"
Can
we
go
home
now
?
"
He
nodded
,
produced
his
handkerchief
,
gave
his
face
a
going
-
over
and
blew
his
nose
violently
.
"
Mr
.
Finch
?
"
A
soft
husky
voice
came
from
the
darkness
above
:
"
They
gone
?
"
Atticus
stepped
back
and
looked
up
.
"
They
’
ve
gone
,
"
he
said
.
"
Get
some
sleep
,
Tom
.
They
won
’
t
bother
you
any
more
.
"
