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As
we
drank
our
cocoa
I
noticed
Atticus
looking
at
me
,
first
with
curiosity
,
then
with
sternness
.
"
I
thought
I
told
you
and
Jem
to
stay
put
,
"
he
said
.
"
Why
,
we
did
.
We
stayed
—
"
"
Then
whose
blanket
is
that
?
"
"
Blanket
?
"
"
Yes
ma
’
am
,
blanket
.
It
isn
’
t
ours
.
"
I
looked
down
and
found
myself
clutching
a
brown
woolen
blanket
I
was
wearing
around
my
shoulders
,
squaw
-
fashion
.
"
Atticus
,
I
don
’
t
know
,
sir
.
.
.
I
—
"
I
turned
to
Jem
for
an
answer
,
but
Jem
was
even
more
bewildered
than
I
.
He
said
he
didn
’
t
know
how
it
got
there
,
we
did
exactly
as
Atticus
had
told
us
,
we
stood
down
by
the
Radley
gate
away
from
everybody
,
we
didn
’
t
move
an
inch
—
Jem
stopped
.
"
Mr
.
Nathan
was
at
the
fire
,
"
he
babbled
,
"
I
saw
him
,
I
saw
him
,
he
was
tuggin
’
that
mattress
—
Atticus
,
I
swear
.
.
.
"
"
That
’
s
all
right
,
son
.
"
Atticus
grinned
slowly
.
"
Looks
like
all
of
Maycomb
was
out
tonight
,
in
one
way
or
another
.
Jem
,
there
’
s
some
wrapping
paper
in
the
pantry
,
I
think
.
Go
get
it
and
we
’
ll
—
"
