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           Ewellandsevenchildrenontheplace,boy?"

           "Well,Isaysitlookedliketheyneverhelphernone—"

           "Youdidallthischoppingandworkfromsheergoodness,boy?"

           "Triedtohelpher,Isays."

           Mr.Gilmersmiledgrimlyatthejury."You’reamightygoodfellow,itseems—didallthisfornotonepenny?"

           "Yes,suh.Ifeltrightsorryforher,sheseemedtotrymore’ntherestof‘em—"

           "Youfeltsorryforher,youfeltsorryforher?"Mr.Gilmerseemedreadytorisetotheceiling.

           Thewitnessrealizedhismistakeandshifteduncomfortablyinthechair.Butthedamagewasdone.Belowus,nobodylikedTomRobinson’sanswer.Mr.Gilmerpausedalongtimetoletitsinkin.

           "Nowyouwentbythehouseasusual,lastNovembertwenty-first,"hesaid,"andsheaskedyoutocomeinandbustupachiffarobe?"

           "Nosuh."

           "Doyoudenythatyouwentbythehouse?"

           "Nosuh—shesaidshehadsomethin’formetodoinsidethehouse—"

           "Shesayssheaskedyoutobustupachiffarobe,isthatright?"

           "Nosuh,itain’t."

           "Thenyousayshe’slying,boy?"

           Atticuswasonhisfeet,butTomRobinsondidn’tneedhim."Idon’tsayshe’slyin’,Mr.Gilmer,Isayshe’smistakeninhermind."

           Tothenexttenquestions,asMr.GilmerreviewedMayella’sversionofevents,thewitness’ssteadyanswerwasthatshewasmistakeninhermind.

           "Didn’tMr.Ewellrunyouofftheplace,boy?"

           "Nosuh,Idon’tthinkhedid."