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Chapter 3
"ReasonIcan’tpassthefirstgrade,Mr.Finch,isI’vehadtostayoutever’springan’helpPapawiththechoppin’,butthere’sanother’natthehousenowthat’sfieldsize."
"Didyoupayabushelofpotatoesforhim?"Iasked,butAtticusshookhisheadatme.
WhileWalterpiledfoodonhisplate,heandAtticustalkedtogetherliketwomen,tothewondermentofJemandme.AtticuswasexpoundinguponfarmproblemswhenWalterinterruptedtoaskiftherewasanymolassesinthehouse.AtticussummonedCalpurnia,whoreturnedbearingthesyruppitcher.ShestoodwaitingforWaltertohelphimself.Walterpouredsyruponhisvegetablesandmeatwithageneroushand.HewouldprobablyhavepoureditintohismilkglasshadInotaskedwhatthesamhillhewasdoing.
Thesilversaucerclatteredwhenhereplacedthepitcher,andhequicklyputhishandsinhislap.Thenheduckedhishead.
Atticusshookhisheadatmeagain."Buthe’sgoneanddrownedhisdinnerinsyrup,"Iprotested."He’spoureditallover—"
ItwasthenthatCalpurniarequestedmypresenceinthekitchen.
Shewasfurious,andwhenshewasfuriousCalpurnia’sgrammarbecameerratic.Whenintranquility,hergrammarwasasgoodasanybody’sinMaycomb.AtticussaidCalpurniahadmoreeducationthanmostcoloredfolks.
Whenshesquinteddownatmethetinylinesaroundhereyesdeepened."There’ssomefolkswhodon’teatlikeus,"shewhisperedfiercely,"butyouain’tcalledontocontradict‘ematthetablewhentheydon’t.
