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           "Didshediefree?"askedJem.

           "Asthemountainair,"saidAtticus."Shewasconscioustothelast,almost.Conscious,"hesmiled,"andcantankerous.Shestilldisapprovedheartilyofmydoings,andsaidI’dprobablyspendtherestofmylifebailingyououtofjail.ShehadJessiefixyouthisbox—"

           Atticusreacheddownandpickedupthecandybox.HehandedittoJem.

           Jemopenedthebox.Inside,surroundedbywadsofdampcotton,wasawhite,waxy,perfectcamellia.ItwasaSnow-on-the-Mountain.

           Jem’seyesnearlypoppedoutofhishead."Oldhell-devil,oldhell-devil!"hescreamed,flingingitdown."Whycan’tsheleavemealone?"

           InaflashAtticuswasupandstandingoverhim.JemburiedhisfaceinAtticus’sshirtfront."Sh-h,"hesaid."Ithinkthatwasherwayoftellingyou—everything’sallrightnow,Jem,everything’sallright.Youknow,shewasagreatlady."

           "Alady?"Jemraisedhishead.Hisfacewasscarlet."Afterallthosethingsshesaidaboutyou,alady?"

           "Shewas.Shehadherownviewsaboutthings,alotdifferentfrommine,maybe...son,Itoldyouthatifyouhadn’tlostyourheadI’dhavemadeyougoreadtoher.Iwantedyoutoseesomethingabouther—Iwantedyoutoseewhatrealcourageis,insteadofgettingtheideathatcourageisamanwithaguninhishand.It’swhenyouknowyou’relickedbeforeyoubeginbutyoubeginanywayandyouseeitthroughnomatterwhat.Yourarelywin,butsometimesyoudo.Mrs.Dubosewon,allninety-eightpoundsofher.Accordingtoherviews,shediedbeholdentonothingandnobody.ShewasthebravestpersonIeverknew."