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           Thejurylearnedthefollowingthings:theirreliefcheckwasfarfromenoughtofeedthefamily,andtherewasstrongsuspicionthatPapadrankitupanyway-hesometimeswentoffintheswampfordaysandcamehomesick;theweatherwasseldomcoldenoughtorequireshoes,butwhenitwas,youcouldmakedandyonesfromstripsofoldtires;thefamilyhauleditswaterinbucketsfromaspringthatranoutatoneendofthedump—theykeptthesurroundingareaclearoftrash—anditwaseverybodyforhimselfasfaraskeepingcleanwent:ifyouwantedtowashyouhauledyourownwater;theyoungerchildrenhadperpetualcoldsandsufferedfromchronicground-itch;therewasaladywhocamearoundsometimesandaskedMayellawhyshedidn’tstayinschool-shewrotedowntheanswer;withtwomembersofthefamilyreadingandwriting,therewasnoneedfortherestofthemtolearn—Papaneededthemathome.

           "MissMayella,"saidAtticus,inspiteofhimself,"anineteen-year-oldgirllikeyoumusthavefriends.Whoareyourfriends?"

           Thewitnessfrownedasifpuzzled."Friends?"

           "Yes,don’tyouknowanyonenearyourage,orolder,oryounger?Boysandgirls?Justordinaryfriends?"

           Mayella’shostility,whichhadsubsidedtogrudgingneutrality,flaredagain."Youmakin’funo’meagin,Mr.Finch?"

           Atticusletherquestionanswerhis.

           "Doyouloveyourfather,MissMayella?"washisnext.