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           Atticuspusheduphisglassesandrubbedhisface.

           "Yourfather’stired,"saidAuntAlexandra,herfirstwordsinhours,itseemed.Shehadbeenthere,butIsupposestruckdumbmostofthetime."Youchildrengettobednow."

           Welefttheminthediningroom,Atticusstillmoppinghisface."Fromrapetoriottorunaways,"weheardhimchuckle."Iwonderwhatthenexttwohourswillbring."

           Sincethingsappearedtohaveworkedoutprettywell,DillandIdecidedtobeciviltoJem.Besides,Dillhadtosleepwithhimsowemightaswellspeaktohim.

           Iputonmypajamas,readforawhileandfoundmyselfsuddenlyunabletokeepmyeyesopen.DillandJemwerequiet;whenIturnedoffmyreadinglamptherewasnostripoflightunderthedoortoJem’sroom.

           Imusthavesleptalongtime,forwhenIwaspunchedawaketheroomwasdimwiththelightofthesettingmoon.

           "Moveover,Scout."

           "Hethoughthehadto,"Imumbled."Don’tstaymadwithhim."

           Dillgotinbedbesideme."Iain’t,"hesaid."Ijustwantedtosleepwithyou.Areyouwakedup?"

           BythistimeIwas,butlazilyso."Why’dyoudoit?"

           Noanswer."Isaidwhy’dyourunoff?Washereallyhatefullikeyousaid?"

           "Naw..."

           "Didn’tyouallbuildthatboatlikeyouwroteyouweregonna?"

           "Hejustsaidwewould.Weneverdid."

           Iraiseduponmyelbow,facingDill’soutline."It’snoreasontorunoff.Theydon’tgetaroundtodoin’whattheysaythey’regonnadohalfthetime...."