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"
Yes
sir
,
she
had
a
small
throat
,
anybody
could
’
a
reached
around
it
with
—
"
"
Just
answer
the
question
yes
or
no
,
please
,
Sheriff
,
"
said
Atticus
dryly
,
and
Mr
.
Tate
fell
silent
.
Atticus
sat
down
and
nodded
to
the
circuit
solicitor
,
who
shook
his
head
at
the
judge
,
who
nodded
to
Mr
.
Tate
,
who
rose
stiffly
and
stepped
down
from
the
witness
stand
.
Below
us
,
heads
turned
,
feet
scraped
the
floor
,
babies
were
shifted
to
shoulders
,
and
a
few
children
scampered
out
of
the
courtroom
.
The
Negroes
behind
us
whispered
softly
among
themselves
;
Dill
was
asking
Reverend
Sykes
what
it
was
all
about
,
but
Reverend
Sykes
said
he
didn
’
t
know
.
So
far
,
things
were
utterly
dull
:
nobody
had
thundered
,
there
were
no
arguments
between
opposing
counsel
,
there
was
no
drama
;
a
grave
disappointment
to
all
present
,
it
seemed
.
Atticus
was
proceeding
amiably
,
as
if
he
were
involved
in
a
title
dispute
.
With
his
infinite
capacity
for
calming
turbulent
seas
,
he
could
make
a
rape
case
as
dry
as
a
sermon
.
Gone
was
the
terror
in
my
mind
of
stale
whiskey
and
barnyard
smells
,
of
sleepy
-
eyed
sullen
men
,
of
a
husky
voice
calling
in
the
night
,
"
Mr
.
Finch
?
They
gone
?
"
Our
nightmare
had
gone
with
daylight
,
everything
would
come
out
all
right
.
All
the
spectators
were
as
relaxed
as
Judge
Taylor
,
except
Jem
.
His
mouth
was
twisted
into
a
purposeful
half
-
grin
,
and
his
eyes
happy
about
,
and
he
said
something
about
corroborating
evidence
,
which
made
me
sure
he
was
showing
off
.
"
.
.
.
Robert
E
.
Lee
Ewell
!
"
In
answer
to
the
clerk
’
s
booming
voice
,
a
little
bantam
of
a
man
rose
and
strutted
to
the
stand
,
the
back
of
his
neck
reddening
at
the
sound
of
his
name
.
When
he
turned
around
to
take
the
oath
,
we
saw
that
his
face
was
as
red
as
his
neck
.
We
also
saw
no
resemblance
to
his
namesake
.
A
shock
of
wispy
new
-
washed
hair
stood
up
from
his
forehead
;
his
nose
was
thin
,
pointed
,
and
shiny
;
he
had
no
chin
to
speak
of
—
it
seemed
to
be
part
of
his
crepey
neck
.
"
—
so
help
me
God
,
"
he
crowed
.
Every
town
the
size
of
Maycomb
had
families
like
the
Ewells
.
No
economic
fluctuations
changed
their
status
—
people
like
the
Ewells
lived
as
guests
of
the
county
in
prosperity
as
well
as
in
the
depths
of
a
depression
.
No
truant
officers
could
keep
their
numerous
offspring
in
school
;
no
public
health
officer
could
free
them
from
congenital
defects
,
various
worms
,
and
the
diseases
indigenous
to
filthy
surroundings
.
