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We
spat
ourselves
dry
,
and
Jem
opened
the
gate
slowly
,
lifting
it
aside
and
resting
it
on
the
fence
.
We
were
in
the
back
yard
.
The
back
of
the
Radley
house
was
less
inviting
than
the
front
:
a
ramshackle
porch
ran
the
width
of
the
house
;
there
were
two
doors
and
two
dark
windows
between
the
doors
.
Instead
of
a
column
,
a
rough
two
-
by
-
four
supported
one
end
of
the
roof
.
An
old
Franklin
stove
sat
in
a
corner
of
the
porch
;
above
it
a
hat
-
rack
mirror
caught
the
moon
and
shone
eerily
.
"
Ar
-
r
,
"
said
Jem
softly
,
lifting
his
foot
.
"
’
Smatter
?
"
"
Chickens
,
"
he
breathed
.
That
we
would
be
obliged
to
dodge
the
unseen
from
all
directions
was
confirmed
when
Dill
ahead
of
us
spelled
G
-
o
-
d
in
a
whisper
.
We
crept
to
the
side
of
the
house
,
around
to
the
window
with
the
hanging
shutter
.
The
sill
was
several
inches
taller
than
Jem
.
"
Give
you
a
hand
up
,
"
he
muttered
to
Dill
.
"
Wait
,
though
.
"
Jem
grabbed
his
left
wrist
and
my
right
wrist
,
I
grabbed
my
left
wrist
and
Jem
’
s
right
wrist
,
we
crouched
,
and
Dill
sat
on
our
saddle
.
We
raised
him
and
he
caught
the
window
sill
.
"
Hurry
,
"
Jem
whispered
,
"
we
can
’
t
last
much
longer
.
"
Dill
punched
my
shoulder
,
and
we
lowered
him
to
the
ground
.
"
What
’
d
you
see
?
"
