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Chapter 7
"Andsomethingelse—"Jem’svoicewasflat."Showyouwhenwegethome.They’dbeensewedup.Notlikealadysewed‘em,likesomethin’I’dtrytodo.Allcrooked.It’salmostlike—"
"—somebodyknewyouwerecomin’backfor‘em."
Jemshuddered."Likesomebodywasreadin’mymind...likesomebodycouldtellwhatIwasgonnado.Can’tanybodytellwhatI’mgonnadolesttheyknowme,canthey,Scout?"
Jem’squestionwasanappeal.Ireassuredhim:"Can’tanybodytellwhatyou’regonnadolesttheyliveinthehousewithyou,andevenIcan’ttellsometimes."
Wewerewalkingpastourtree.Initsknot-holerestedaballofgraytwine.
"Don’ttakeit,Jem,"Isaid."Thisissomebody’shidin’place."
"Idon’tthinkso,Scout."
"Yesitis.SomebodylikeWalterCunninghamcomesdownhereeveryrecessandhideshisthings—andwecomealongandtake‘emawayfromhim.Listen,let’sleaveitandwaitacoupleofdays.Ifitain’tgonethen,we’lltakeit,okay?"
"Okay,youmightberight,"saidJem."Itmustbesomelittlekid’splace—hideshisthingsfromthebiggerfolks.Youknowit’sonlywhenschool’sinthatwe’vefoundthings."
"Yeah,"Isaid,"butwenevergobyhereinthesummertime."
