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Aunt
Alexandra
had
shaded
Jem
’
s
reading
light
with
a
towel
,
and
his
room
was
dim
.
Jem
was
lying
on
his
back
.
There
was
an
ugly
mark
along
one
side
of
his
face
.
His
left
arm
lay
out
from
his
body
;
his
elbow
was
bent
slightly
,
but
in
the
wrong
direction
.
Jem
was
frowning
.
"
Jem
.
.
.
?
"
Atticus
spoke
.
"
He
can
’
t
hear
you
,
Scout
,
he
’
s
out
like
a
light
.
He
was
coming
around
,
but
Dr
.
Reynolds
put
him
out
again
.
"
"
Yes
sir
.
"
I
retreated
.
Jem
’
s
room
was
large
and
square
.
Aunt
Alexandra
was
sitting
in
a
rocking
-
chair
by
the
fireplace
.
The
man
who
brought
Jem
in
was
standing
in
a
corner
,
leaning
against
the
wall
.
He
was
some
countryman
I
did
not
know
.
He
had
probably
been
at
the
pageant
,
and
was
in
the
vicinity
when
it
happened
.
He
must
have
heard
our
screams
and
come
running
.
Atticus
was
standing
by
Jem
’
s
bed
.
Mr
.
Heck
Tate
stood
in
the
doorway
.
His
hat
was
in
his
hand
,
and
a
flashlight
bulged
from
his
pants
pocket
.
He
was
in
his
working
clothes
.
"
Come
in
,
Heck
,
"
said
Atticus
.
"
Did
you
find
anything
?
I
can
’
t
conceive
of
anyone
low
-
down
enough
to
do
a
thing
like
this
,
but
I
hope
you
found
him
.
"
Mr
.
Tate
sniffed
.
He
glanced
sharply
at
the
man
in
the
corner
,
nodded
to
him
,
then
looked
around
the
room
—
at
Jem
,
at
Aunt
Alexandra
,
then
at
Atticus
.
"
Sit
down
,
Mr
.
Finch
,
"
he
said
pleasantly
.
