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Jem
didn
’
t
answer
.
The
man
began
moving
around
,
as
if
searching
for
something
.
I
heard
him
groan
and
pull
something
heavy
along
the
ground
.
It
was
slowly
coming
to
me
that
there
were
now
four
people
under
the
tree
.
"
Atticus
.
.
.
?
"
The
man
was
walking
heavily
and
unsteadily
toward
the
road
.
I
went
to
where
I
thought
he
had
been
and
felt
frantically
along
the
ground
,
reaching
out
with
my
toes
.
Presently
I
touched
someone
.
"
Jem
?
"
My
toes
touched
trousers
,
a
belt
buckle
,
buttons
,
something
I
could
not
identify
,
a
collar
,
and
a
face
.
A
prickly
stubble
on
the
face
told
me
it
was
not
Jem
’
s
.
I
smelled
stale
whiskey
.
I
made
my
way
along
in
what
I
thought
was
the
direction
of
the
road
.
I
was
not
sure
,
because
I
had
been
turned
around
so
many
times
.
But
I
found
it
and
looked
down
to
the
street
light
.
A
man
was
passing
under
it
.
The
man
was
walking
with
the
staccato
steps
of
someone
carrying
a
load
too
heavy
for
him
.
He
was
going
around
the
corner
.
He
was
carrying
Jem
.
Jem
’
s
arm
was
dangling
crazily
in
front
of
him
.
By
the
time
I
reached
the
corner
the
man
was
crossing
our
front
yard
.
Light
from
our
front
door
framed
Atticus
for
an
instant
;
he
ran
down
the
steps
,
and
together
,
he
and
the
man
took
Jem
inside
.
I
was
at
the
front
door
when
they
were
going
down
the
hall
.
Aunt
Alexandra
was
running
to
meet
me
.
"
Call
Dr
.
Reynolds
!
"
Atticus
’
s
voice
came
sharply
from
Jem
’
s
room
.
