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Chapter 19
Well,Iwentinsidethefencean’lookedaroundforsomekindlin’toworkon,butIdidn’tseenone,andshesays,‘Naw,Igotsomethin’foryoutodointhehouse.Th’olddoor’soffitshingesan’fall’scomin’onprettyfast.’Isaidyougotascrewdriver,MissMayella?Shesaidshesho’had.Well,Iwentupthestepsan’shemotionedmetocomeinside,andIwentinthefrontrooman’lookedatthedoor.IsaidMissMayella,thisdoorlookallright.Ipulleditback’nforthandthosehingeswasallright.Thensheshetthedoorinmyface.Mr.Finch,Iwaswonderin’whyitwassoquietlike,an’itcometomethatthereweren’tachileontheplace,notaoneof‘em,andIsaidMissMayella,wherethechillun?"
Tom’sblackvelvetskinhadbeguntoshine,andheranhishandoverhisface.
"Isaywherethechillun?"hecontinued,"an’shesays—shewaslaughin’,sortof—shesaystheyallgonetotowntogeticecreams.Shesays,‘tookmeaslapyeartosaveseb’mnickels,butIdoneit.Theyallgonetotown.’"
Tom’sdiscomfortwasnotfromthehumidity."Whatdidyousaythen,Tom?"askedAtticus.
"Isaidsomethin’like,whyMissMayella,that’srightsmarto’youtotreat‘em.An’shesaid,‘Youthinkso?’Idon’tthinksheunderstoodwhatIwasthinkin’—Imeantitwassmartofhertosavelikethat,an’niceofhertotreatem."
"Iunderstandyou,Tom.Goon,"saidAtticus.
