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Chapter 13
GraceMerriweathersipsginoutofLydiaE.Pinkhambottlesit’snothingunusual—hermotherdidthesame.
AuntAlexandrafittedintotheworldofMaycomblikeahandintoaglove,butneverintotheworldofJemandme.IsooftenwonderedhowshecouldbeAtticus’sandUncleJack’ssisterthatIrevivedhalf-rememberedtalesofchangelingsandmandrakerootsthatJemhadspunlongago.
Thesewereabstractspeculationsforthefirstmonthofherstay,asshehadlittletosaytoJemorme,andwesawheronlyatmealtimesandatnightbeforewewenttobed.Itwassummerandwewereoutdoors.OfcoursesomeafternoonswhenIwouldruninsideforadrinkofwater,IwouldfindthelivingroomoverrunwithMaycombladies,sipping,whispering,fanning,andIwouldbecalled:"JeanLouise,comespeaktotheseladies."
WhenIappearedinthedoorway,Auntywouldlookasifsheregrettedherrequest;Iwasusuallymud-splashedorcoveredwithsand.
"SpeaktoyourCousinLily,"shesaidoneafternoon,whenshehadtrappedmeinthehall.
"Who?"Isaid.
"YourCousinLilyBrooke,"saidAuntAlexandra.
"Sheourcousin?Ididn’tknowthat."
AuntAlexandramanagedtosmileinawaythatconveyedagentleapologytoCousinLilyandfirmdisapprovaltome.WhenCousinLilyBrookeleftIknewIwasinforit.
ItwasasadthingthatmyfatherhadneglectedtotellmeabouttheFinchFamily,ortoinstallanyprideintohischildren.ShesummonedJem,whosatwarilyonthesofabesideme.
