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Jem
turned
around
and
punched
his
pillow
.
When
he
settled
back
his
face
was
cloudy
.
He
was
going
into
one
of
his
declines
,
and
I
grew
wary
.
His
brows
came
together
;
his
mouth
became
a
thin
line
.
He
was
silent
for
a
while
.
"
That
’
s
what
I
thought
,
too
,
"
he
said
at
last
,
"
when
I
was
your
age
.
If
there
’
s
just
one
kind
of
folks
,
why
can
’
t
they
get
along
with
each
other
?
If
they
’
re
all
alike
,
why
do
they
go
out
of
their
way
to
despise
each
other
?
Scout
,
I
think
I
’
m
beginning
to
understand
something
.
I
think
I
’
m
beginning
to
understand
why
Boo
Radley
’
s
stayed
shut
up
in
the
house
all
this
time
.
.
.
it
’
s
because
he
wants
to
stay
inside
.
"
Calpurnia
wore
her
stiffest
starched
apron
.
She
carried
a
tray
of
charlotte
.
She
backed
up
to
the
swinging
door
and
pressed
gently
.
I
admired
the
ease
and
grace
with
which
she
handled
heavy
loads
of
dainty
things
.
So
did
Aunt
Alexandra
,
I
guess
,
because
she
had
let
Calpurnia
serve
today
.
August
was
on
the
brink
of
September
.
Dill
would
be
leaving
for
Meridian
tomorrow
;
today
he
was
off
with
Jem
at
Barker
’
s
Eddy
.
Jem
had
discovered
with
angry
amazement
that
nobody
had
ever
bothered
to
teach
Dill
how
to
swim
,
a
skill
Jem
considered
necessary
as
walking
.
They
had
spent
two
afternoons
at
the
creek
,
they
said
they
were
going
in
and
I
couldn
’
t
come
,
so
I
divided
the
lonely
hours
between
Calpurnia
and
Miss
Maudie
.
Today
Aunt
Alexandra
and
her
missionary
circle
were
fighting
the
good
fight
all
over
the
house
.
From
the
kitchen
,
I
heard
Mrs
.
Grace
Merriweather
giving
a
report
in
the
livingroom
on
the
squalid
lives
of
the
Mrunas
,
it
sounded
like
to
me
.
They
put
the
women
out
in
huts
when
their
time
came
,
whatever
that
was
;
they
had
no
sense
of
family
—
I
knew
that
’
d
distress
Aunty
—
they
subjected
children
to
terrible
ordeals
when
they
were
thirteen
;
they
were
crawling
with
yaws
and
earworms
,
they
chewed
up
and
spat
out
the
bark
of
a
tree
into
a
communal
pot
and
then
got
drunk
on
it
.
Immediately
thereafter
,
the
ladies
adjourned
for
refreshments
.
I
didn
’
t
know
whether
to
go
into
the
diningroom
or
stay
out
.
Aunt
Alexandra
told
me
to
join
them
for
refreshments
;
it
was
not
necessary
that
I
attend
the
business
part
of
the
meeting
,
she
said
it
’
d
bore
me
.
I
was
wearing
my
pink
Sunday
dress
,
shoes
,
and
a
petticoat
,
and
reflected
that
if
I
spilled
anything
Calpurnia
would
have
to
wash
my
dress
again
for
tomorrow
.
This
had
been
a
busy
day
for
her
.
I
decided
to
stay
out
.
"
Can
I
help
you
,
Cal
?
"
I
asked
,
wishing
to
be
of
some
service
.
Calpurnia
paused
in
the
doorway
.
"
You
be
still
as
a
mouse
in
that
corner
,
"
she
said
,
"
an
’
you
can
help
me
load
up
the
trays
when
I
come
back
.
"
