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"
No
,
I
mean
I
can
smell
somebody
an
’
tell
if
they
’
re
gonna
die
.
An
old
lady
taught
me
how
.
"
Dill
leaned
over
and
sniffed
me
.
"
Jean
-
Louise
—
Finch
,
you
are
going
to
die
in
three
days
.
"
"
Dill
if
you
don
’
t
hush
I
’
ll
knock
you
bowlegged
.
I
mean
it
,
now
—
"
"
Yawl
hush
,
"
growled
Jem
,
"
you
act
like
you
believe
in
Hot
Steams
.
"
"
You
act
like
you
don
’
t
,
"
I
said
.
"
What
’
s
a
Hot
Steam
?
"
asked
Dill
.
"
Haven
’
t
you
ever
walked
along
a
lonesome
road
at
night
and
passed
by
a
hot
place
?
"
Jem
asked
Dill
.
"
A
Hot
Steam
’
s
somebody
who
can
’
t
get
to
heaven
,
just
wallows
around
on
lonesome
roads
an
’
if
you
walk
through
him
,
when
you
die
you
’
ll
be
one
too
,
an
’
you
’
ll
go
around
at
night
suckin
’
people
’
s
breath
—
"
"
How
can
you
keep
from
passing
through
one
?
"
"
You
can
’
t
,
"
said
Jem
.
"
Sometimes
they
stretch
all
the
way
across
the
road
,
but
if
you
hafta
go
through
one
you
say
,
‘
Angel
-
bright
,
life
-
in
-
death
;
get
off
the
road
,
don
’
t
suck
my
breath
.
’
That
keeps
‘
em
from
wrapping
around
you
—
"
"
Don
’
t
you
believe
a
word
he
says
,
Dill
,
"
I
said
.
"
Calpurnia
says
that
’
s
nigger
-
talk
.
"
Jem
scowled
darkly
at
me
,
but
said
,
"
Well
,
are
we
gonna
play
anything
or
not
?
"
