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Her
speech
was
crisp
for
a
Maycomb
County
inhabitant
.
She
called
us
by
all
our
names
,
and
when
she
grinned
she
revealed
two
minute
gold
prongs
clipped
to
her
eyeteeth
.
When
I
admired
them
and
hoped
I
would
have
some
eventually
,
she
said
,
"
Look
here
.
"
With
a
click
of
her
tongue
she
thrust
out
her
bridgework
,
a
gesture
of
cordiality
that
cemented
our
friendship
.
Miss
Maudie
’
s
benevolence
extended
to
Jem
and
Dill
,
whenever
they
paused
in
their
pursuits
:
we
reaped
the
benefits
of
a
talent
Miss
Maudie
had
hitherto
kept
hidden
from
us
.
She
made
the
best
cakes
in
the
neighborhood
.
When
she
was
admitted
into
our
confidence
,
every
time
she
baked
she
made
a
big
cake
and
three
little
ones
,
and
she
would
call
across
the
street
:
"
Jem
Finch
,
Scout
Finch
,
Charles
Baker
Harris
,
come
here
!
"
Our
promptness
was
always
rewarded
.
In
summertime
,
twilights
are
long
and
peaceful
.
Often
as
not
,
Miss
Maudie
and
I
would
sit
silently
on
her
porch
,
watching
the
sky
go
from
yellow
to
pink
as
the
sun
went
down
,
watching
flights
of
martins
sweep
low
over
the
neighborhood
and
disappear
behind
the
schoolhouse
rooftops
.
"
Miss
Maudie
,
"
I
said
one
evening
,
"
do
you
think
Boo
Radley
’
s
still
alive
?
"
"
His
name
’
s
Arthur
and
he
’
s
alive
,
"
she
said
.
She
was
rocking
slowly
in
her
big
oak
chair
.
"
Do
you
smell
my
mimosa
?
It
’
s
like
angels
’
breath
this
evening
.
"
"
Yessum
.
How
do
you
know
?
"
"
Know
what
,
child
?
"
"
That
B
—
Mr
.
Arthur
’
s
still
alive
?
"
"
What
a
morbid
question
.
But
I
suppose
it
’
s
a
morbid
subject
.
I
know
he
’
s
alive
,
Jean
Louise
,
because
I
haven
’
t
seen
him
carried
out
yet
.
"
