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           Underwood’sseenus."

           "That’sokay.Hewon’ttellAtticus,he’lljustputitonthesocialsideoftheTribune."JemturnedbacktoDill,explaining,Isuppose,thefinerpointsofthetrialtohim,butIwonderedwhattheywere.TherehadbeennolengthydebatesbetweenAtticusandMr.Gilmeronanypoints;Mr.Gilmerseemedtobeprosecutingalmostreluctantly;witnesseshadbeenledbythenoseasesare,withfewobjections.ButAtticushadoncetoldusthatinJudgeTaylor’scourtanylawyerwhowasastrictconstructionistonevidenceusuallywoundupreceivingstrictinstructionsfromthebench.HedistilledthisformetomeanthatJudgeTaylormightlooklazyandoperateinhissleep,buthewasseldomreversed,andthatwastheproofofthepudding.Atticussaidhewasagoodjudge.

           PresentlyJudgeTaylorreturnedandclimbedintohisswivelchair.Hetookacigarfromhisvestpocketandexamineditthoughtfully.IpunchedDill.Havingpassedthejudge’sinspection,thecigarsufferedaviciousbite."Wecomedownsometimestowatchhim,"Iexplained."It’sgonnatakehimtherestoftheafternoon,now.Youwatch."Unawareofpublicscrutinyfromabove,JudgeTaylordisposedoftheseveredendbypropellingitexpertlytohislipsandsaying,"Fhluck!"Hehitaspittoonsosquarelywecouldhearitslosh."Bethewashellwithaspitball,"murmuredDill.

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