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           AuntAlexandraministeredtoFrancis,wipinghistearsawaywithherhandkerchief,rubbinghishair,pattinghischeek.Atticus,Jem,andUncleJimmyhadcometothebackporchwhenFrancisstartedyelling.

           "Whostartedthis?"saidUncleJack.

           FrancisandIpointedateachother."Grandma,"hebawled,"shecalledmeawhore-ladyandjumpedonme!"

           "Isthattrue,Scout?"saidUncleJack.

           "Ireckonso."

           WhenUncleJacklookeddownatme,hisfeatureswerelikeAuntAlexandra’s."YouknowItoldyouyou’dgetintroubleifyouusedwordslikethat?Itoldyou,didn’tI?"

           "Yessir,but—"

           "Well,you’reintroublenow.Staythere."

           Iwasdebatingwhethertostandthereorrun,andtarriedinindecisionamomenttoolong:IturnedtofleebutUncleJackwasquicker.Ifoundmyselfsuddenlylookingatatinyantstrugglingwithabreadcrumbinthegrass.

           "I’llneverspeaktoyouagainaslongasIlive!Ihateyouan’despiseyouan’hopeyoudietomorrow!"AstatementthatseemedtoencourageUncleJack,morethananything.IrantoAtticusforcomfort,buthesaidIhaditcominganditwashightimewewenthome.Iclimbedintothebackseatofthecarwithoutsayinggood-byetoanyone,andathomeIrantomyroomandslammedthedoor.Jemtriedtosaysomethingnice,butIwouldn’tlethim.