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Chapter 16
"Oh-hnow,Iwouldn’tsaythat,"saidanother."AtticusFinch’sadeepreader,amightydeepreader."
"Hereadsallright,that’sallhedoes."Theclubsnickered.
"Lemmetellyousomethin’now,Billy,"athirdsaid,"youknowthecourtappointedhimtodefendthisnigger."
"Yeah,butAtticusaimstodefendhim.That’swhatIdon’tlikeaboutit."
Thiswasnews,newsthatputadifferentlightonthings:Atticushadto,whetherhewantedtoornot.Ithoughtitoddthathehadn’tsaidanythingtousaboutit—wecouldhaveuseditmanytimesindefendinghimandourselves.Hehadto,that’swhyhewasdoingit,equaledfewerfightsandlessfussing.Butdidthatexplainthetown’sattitude?ThecourtappointedAtticustodefendhim.Atticusaimedtodefendhim.That’swhattheydidn’tlikeaboutit.Itwasconfusing.
TheNegroes,havingwaitedforthewhitepeopletogoupstairs,begantocomein."Whoanow,justaminute,"saidaclubmember,holdinguphiswalkingstick."Justdon’tstartupthemtherestairsyetawhile."
Theclubbeganitsstiff-jointedclimbandranintoDillandJemontheirwaydownlookingforme.TheysqueezedpastandJemcalled,"Scout,comeon,thereain’taseatleft.We’llhaftastandup."
"Lookathere,now."hesaidirritably,astheblackpeoplesurgedupstairs.Theoldmenaheadofthemwouldtakemostofthestandingroom.Wewereoutofluckanditwasmyfault,Jeminformedme.Westoodmiserablybythewall.
