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"
I
don
’
t
remember
too
good
,
but
next
thing
I
knew
Papa
was
in
the
room
a
’
standing
over
me
hollerin
’
who
done
it
,
who
done
it
?
Then
I
sorta
fainted
an
’
the
next
thing
I
knew
Mr
.
Tate
was
pullin
’
me
up
offa
the
floor
and
leadin
’
me
to
the
water
bucket
.
"
Apparently
Mayella
’
s
recital
had
given
her
confidence
,
but
it
was
not
her
father
’
s
brash
kind
:
there
was
something
stealthy
about
hers
,
like
a
steady
-
eyed
cat
with
a
twitchy
tail
.
"
You
say
you
fought
him
off
as
hard
as
you
could
?
Fought
him
tooth
and
nail
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Gilmer
.
"
I
positively
did
,
"
Mayella
echoed
her
father
.
"
You
are
positive
that
he
took
full
advantage
of
you
?
"
Mayella
’
s
face
contorted
,
and
I
was
afraid
that
she
would
cry
again
.
Instead
,
she
said
,
"
He
done
what
he
was
after
.
"
Mr
.
Gilmer
called
attention
to
the
hot
day
by
wiping
his
head
with
his
hand
.
"
That
’
s
all
for
the
time
being
,
"
he
said
pleasantly
,
"
but
you
stay
there
.
I
expect
big
bad
Mr
.
Finch
has
some
questions
to
ask
you
.
"
"
State
will
not
prejudice
the
witness
against
counsel
for
the
defense
,
"
murmured
Judge
Taylor
primly
,
"
at
least
not
at
this
time
.
"
Atticus
got
up
grinning
but
instead
of
walking
to
the
witness
stand
,
he
opened
his
coat
and
hooked
his
thumbs
in
his
vest
,
then
he
walked
slowly
across
the
room
to
the
windows
.
He
looked
out
,
but
didn
’
t
seem
especially
interested
in
what
he
saw
,
then
he
turned
and
strolled
back
to
the
witness
stand
.
From
long
years
of
experience
,
I
could
tell
he
was
trying
to
come
to
a
decision
about
something
.
