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"
Oh
,
Mrs
.
Perkins
,
"
she
said
,
"
you
need
some
more
coffee
.
Let
me
get
it
.
"
"
Calpurnia
’
s
on
an
errand
for
a
few
minutes
,
Grace
,
"
said
Miss
Maudie
.
"
Let
me
pass
you
some
more
of
those
dewberry
tarts
.
‘
dyou
hear
what
that
cousin
of
mine
did
the
other
day
,
the
one
who
likes
to
go
fishing
?
.
.
.
"
And
so
they
went
,
down
the
row
of
laughing
women
,
around
the
diningroom
,
refilling
coffee
cups
,
dishing
out
goodies
as
though
their
only
regret
was
the
temporary
domestic
disaster
of
losing
Calpurnia
.
The
gentle
hum
began
again
.
"
Yes
sir
,
Mrs
.
Perkins
,
that
J
.
Grimes
Everett
is
a
martyred
saint
,
he
.
.
.
needed
to
get
married
so
they
ran
.
.
.
to
the
beauty
parlor
every
Saturday
afternoon
.
.
.
soon
as
the
sun
goes
down
.
He
goes
to
bed
with
the
.
.
.
chickens
,
a
crate
full
of
sick
chickens
,
Fred
says
that
’
s
what
started
it
all
.
Fred
says
.
.
.
.
"
Aunt
Alexandra
looked
across
the
room
at
me
and
smiled
.
She
looked
at
a
tray
of
cookies
on
the
table
and
nodded
at
them
.
I
carefully
picked
up
the
tray
and
watched
myself
walk
to
Mrs
.
Merriweather
.
With
my
best
company
manners
,
I
asked
her
if
she
would
have
some
.
After
all
,
if
Aunty
could
be
a
lady
at
a
time
like
this
,
so
could
I
.
"
Don
’
t
do
that
,
Scout
.
Set
him
out
on
the
back
steps
.
"
"
Jem
,
are
you
crazy
?
.
.
.
.
"
"
I
said
set
him
out
on
the
back
steps
.
"
Sighing
,
I
scooped
up
the
small
creature
,
placed
him
on
the
bottom
step
and
went
back
to
my
cot
.
September
had
come
,
but
not
a
trace
of
cool
weather
with
it
,
and
we
were
still
sleeping
on
the
back
screen
porch
.
Lightning
bugs
were
still
about
,
the
night
crawlers
and
flying
insects
that
beat
against
the
screen
the
summer
long
had
not
gone
wherever
they
go
when
autumn
comes
.
