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"
He
was
out
of
his
mind
,
"
said
Atticus
.
"
Don
’
t
like
to
contradict
you
,
Mr
.
Finch
—
wasn
’
t
crazy
,
mean
as
hell
.
Low
-
down
skunk
with
enough
liquor
in
him
to
make
him
brave
enough
to
kill
children
.
He
’
d
never
have
met
you
face
to
face
.
"
Atticus
shook
his
head
.
"
I
can
’
t
conceive
of
a
man
who
’
d
—
"
"
Mr
.
Finch
,
there
’
s
just
some
kind
of
men
you
have
to
shoot
before
you
can
say
hidy
to
‘
em
.
Even
then
,
they
ain
’
t
worth
the
bullet
it
takes
to
shoot
‘
em
.
Ewell
‘
as
one
of
‘
em
.
"
Atticus
said
,
"
I
thought
he
got
it
all
out
of
him
the
day
he
threatened
me
.
Even
if
he
hadn
’
t
,
I
thought
he
’
d
come
after
me
.
"
"
He
had
guts
enough
to
pester
a
poor
colored
woman
,
he
had
guts
enough
to
pester
Judge
Taylor
when
he
thought
the
house
was
empty
,
so
do
you
think
he
’
da
met
you
to
your
face
in
daylight
?
"
Mr
.
Tate
sighed
.
"
We
’
d
better
get
on
.
Scout
,
you
heard
him
behind
you
—
"
"
Yes
sir
.
When
we
got
under
the
tree
—
"
"
How
’
d
you
know
you
were
under
the
tree
,
you
couldn
’
t
see
thunder
out
there
.
"
"
I
was
barefooted
,
and
Jem
says
the
ground
’
s
always
cooler
under
a
tree
.
"
