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241
Burris
Ewell
was
flattered
by
the
recital
.
"
Been
comin
to
the
first
day
o
the
first
grade
fer
three
year
now
,
"
he
said
expansively
.
"
Reckon
if
I
m
smart
this
year
they
ll
promote
me
to
the
second
.
.
.
.
"
242
Miss
Caroline
said
,
"
Sit
back
down
,
please
,
Burris
,
"
and
the
moment
she
said
it
I
knew
she
had
made
a
serious
mistake
.
The
boy
s
condescension
flashed
to
anger
.
243
"
You
try
and
make
me
,
missus
.
"
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244
Little
Chuck
Little
got
to
his
feet
.
"
Let
him
go
,
ma
am
,
"
he
said
.
"
He
s
a
mean
one
,
a
hard
-
down
mean
one
.
He
s
liable
to
start
somethin
,
and
there
s
some
little
folks
here
.
"
245
He
was
among
the
most
diminutive
of
men
,
but
when
Burris
Ewell
turned
toward
him
,
Little
Chuck
s
right
hand
went
to
his
pocket
.
"
Watch
your
step
,
Burris
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
d
soon
s
kill
you
as
look
at
you
.
Now
go
home
.
"
246
Burris
seemed
to
be
afraid
of
a
child
half
his
height
,
and
Miss
Caroline
took
advantage
of
his
indecision
:
"
Burris
,
go
home
.
If
you
don
t
I
ll
call
the
principal
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
ll
have
to
report
this
,
anyway
.
"
247
The
boy
snorted
and
slouched
leisurely
to
the
door
.
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248
Safely
out
of
range
,
he
turned
and
shouted
:
"
Report
and
be
damned
to
ye
!
Ain
t
no
snot
-
nosed
slut
of
a
schoolteacher
ever
born
c
n
make
me
do
nothin
!
You
ain
t
makin
me
go
nowhere
,
missus
.
You
just
remember
that
,
you
ain
t
makin
me
go
nowhere
!
"
249
He
waited
until
he
was
sure
she
was
crying
,
then
he
shuffled
out
of
the
building
.
250
Soon
we
were
clustered
around
her
desk
,
trying
in
our
various
ways
to
comfort
her
.
He
was
a
real
mean
one
.
.
.
below
the
belt
.
.
.
you
ain
t
called
on
to
teach
folks
like
that
.
.
.
them
ain
t
Maycomb
s
ways
,
Miss
Caroline
,
not
really
.
.
.
now
don
t
you
fret
,
ma
am
.