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           "Huh?"

           InadditiontoJem’snewlydevelopedcharacteristics,hehadacquiredamaddeningairofwisdom.

           "Oh,Scout,it’slikereorganizingthetaxsystemsofthecountiesandthings.Thatkindofthing’sprettydrytomostmen."

           "Howdoyouknow?"

           "Oh,goonandleavemealone.I’mreadin’thepaper."

           Jemgothiswish.Idepartedforthekitchen.

           Whileshewasshellingpeas,Calpurniasuddenlysaid,"WhatamIgonnadoaboutyouall’schurchthisSunday?"

           "Nothing,Ireckon.Atticusleftuscollection."

           Calpurnia’seyesnarrowedandIcouldtellwhatwasgoingthroughhermind."Cal,"Isaid,"youknowwe’llbehave.Wehaven’tdoneanythinginchurchinyears."

           CalpurniaevidentlyrememberedarainySundaywhenwewerebothfatherlessandteacherless.Lefttoitsowndevices,theclasstiedEuniceAnnSimpsontoachairandplacedherinthefurnaceroom.Weforgother,troopedupstairstochurch,andwerelisteningquietlytothesermonwhenadreadfulbangingissuedfromtheradiatorpipes,persistinguntilsomeoneinvestigatedandbroughtforthEuniceAnnsayingshedidn’twanttoplayShadrachanymore—JemFinchsaidshewouldn’tgetburntifshehadenoughfaith,butitwashotdownthere.

           "Besides,Cal,thisisn’tthefirsttimeAtticushasleftus,"Iprotested.