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Mr
.
Ewell
reminded
me
of
a
deaf
-
mute
.
I
was
sure
he
had
never
heard
the
words
Judge
Taylor
directed
at
him
—
his
mouth
struggled
silently
with
them
—
but
their
import
registered
on
his
face
.
Smugness
faded
from
it
,
replaced
by
a
dogged
earnestness
that
fooled
Judge
Taylor
not
at
all
:
as
long
as
Mr
.
Ewell
was
on
the
stand
,
the
judge
kept
his
eyes
on
him
,
as
if
daring
him
to
make
a
false
move
.
Mr
.
Gilmer
and
Atticus
exchanged
glances
.
Atticus
was
sitting
down
again
,
his
fist
rested
on
his
cheek
and
we
could
not
see
his
face
.
Mr
.
Gilmer
looked
rather
desperate
.
A
question
from
Judge
Taylor
made
him
relax
:
"
Mr
.
Ewell
,
did
you
see
the
defendant
ual
intercourse
with
your
daughter
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
did
.
"
The
spectators
were
quiet
,
but
the
defendant
said
something
.
Atticus
whispered
to
him
,
and
Tom
Robinson
was
silent
.
"
You
say
you
were
at
the
window
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Gilmer
.
"
Yes
sir
.
"
"
How
far
is
it
from
the
ground
?
"
"
’
bout
three
foot
.
"
"
Did
you
have
a
clear
view
of
the
room
?
"
"
Yes
sir
.
"
