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"
It
is
a
scary
place
though
,
ain
’
t
it
?
"
I
said
.
"
Boo
doesn
’
t
mean
anybody
any
harm
,
but
I
’
m
right
glad
you
’
re
along
.
"
"
You
know
Atticus
wouldn
’
t
let
you
go
to
the
schoolhouse
by
yourself
,
"
Jem
said
.
"
Don
’
t
see
why
,
it
’
s
just
around
the
corner
and
across
the
yard
.
"
"
That
yard
’
s
a
mighty
long
place
for
little
girls
to
cross
at
night
,
"
Jem
teased
.
"
Ain
’
t
you
scared
of
haints
?
"
We
laughed
.
Haints
,
Hot
Steams
,
incantations
,
secret
signs
,
had
vanished
with
our
years
as
mist
with
sunrise
.
"
What
was
that
old
thing
,
"
Jem
said
,
"
Angel
bright
,
life
-
in
-
death
;
get
off
the
road
,
don
’
t
suck
my
breath
.
"
"
Cut
it
out
,
now
,
"
I
said
.
We
were
in
front
of
the
Radley
Place
.
Jem
said
,
"
Boo
must
not
be
at
home
.
Listen
.
"
High
above
us
in
the
darkness
a
solitary
mocker
poured
out
his
repertoire
in
blissful
unawareness
of
whose
tree
he
sat
in
,
plunging
from
the
shrill
kee
,
kee
of
the
sunflower
bird
to
the
irascible
qua
-
ack
of
a
bluejay
,
to
the
sad
lament
of
Poor
Will
,
Poor
Will
,
Poor
Will
.
We
turned
the
corner
and
I
tripped
on
a
root
growing
in
the
road
.
Jem
tried
to
help
me
,
but
all
he
did
was
drop
my
costume
in
the
dust
.
I
didn
’
t
fall
,
though
,
and
soon
we
were
on
our
way
again
.
