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"
Like
your
daddy
’
s
?
"
"
He
ain
’
t
got
a
beard
,
he
—
"
Dill
stopped
,
as
if
trying
to
remember
.
"
Uh
huh
,
caughtcha
,
"
I
said
.
"
You
said
‘
fore
you
were
off
the
train
good
your
daddy
had
a
black
beard
—
"
"
If
it
’
s
all
the
same
to
you
he
shaved
it
off
last
summer
!
Yeah
,
an
’
I
’
ve
got
the
letter
to
prove
it
—
he
sent
me
two
dollars
,
too
!
"
"
Keep
on
—
I
reckon
he
even
sent
you
a
mounted
police
uniform
!
That
’
n
never
showed
up
,
did
it
?
You
just
keep
on
tellin
’
‘
em
,
son
—
"
Dill
Harris
could
tell
the
biggest
ones
I
ever
heard
.
Among
other
things
,
he
had
been
up
in
a
mail
plane
seventeen
times
,
he
had
been
to
Nova
Scotia
,
he
had
seen
an
elephant
,
and
his
granddaddy
was
Brigadier
General
Joe
Wheeler
and
left
him
his
sword
.
"
You
all
hush
,
"
said
Jem
.
He
scuttled
beneath
the
house
and
came
out
with
a
yellow
bamboo
pole
.
"
Reckon
this
is
long
enough
to
reach
from
the
sidewalk
?
"
"
Anybody
who
’
s
brave
enough
to
go
up
and
touch
the
house
hadn
’
t
oughta
use
a
fishin
’
pole
,
"
I
said
.
"
Why
don
’
t
you
just
knock
the
front
door
down
?
"
"
This
—
is
—
different
,
"
said
Jem
,
"
how
many
times
do
I
have
to
tell
you
that
?
"
Dill
took
a
piece
of
paper
from
his
pocket
and
gave
it
to
Jem
.
The
three
of
us
walked
cautiously
toward
the
old
house
.
Dill
remained
at
the
light
-
pole
on
the
front
corner
of
the
lot
,
and
Jem
and
I
edged
down
the
sidewalk
parallel
to
the
side
of
the
house
.
I
walked
beyond
Jem
and
stood
where
I
could
see
around
the
curve
.
