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Chapter 23
Jemsaidslowly,"Youmeanyouactuallyputonthejuryamanwhowantedtokillyouthenightbefore?Howcouldyoutakesucharisk,Atticus,howcouldyou?"
"Whenyouanalyzeit,therewaslittlerisk.There’snodifferencebetweenonemanwho’sgoingtoconvictandanothermanwho’sgoingtoconvict,isthere?There’safaintdifferencebetweenamanwho’sgoingtoconvictandamanwho’salittledisturbedinhismind,isn’tthere?Hewastheonlyuncertaintyonthewholelist."
"WhatkinwasthatmantoMr.WalterCunningham?"Iasked.
Atticusrose,stretchedandyawned.Itwasnotevenourbedtime,butweknewhewantedachancetoreadhisnewspaper.Hepickeditup,foldedit,andtappedmyhead."Let’sseenow,"hedronedtohimself."I’vegotit.Doublefirstcousin."
"Howcanthatbe?"
"Twosistersmarriedtwobrothers.That’sallI’lltellyou—youfigureitout."
ItorturedmyselfanddecidedthatifImarriedJemandDillhadasisterwhomhemarriedourchildrenwouldbedoublefirstcousins."Geeminetti,Jem,"Isaid,whenAtticushadgone,"they’refunnyfolks.‘dyouhearthat,Aunty?"
AuntAlexandrawashookingarugandnotwatchingus,butshewaslistening.Shesatinherchairwithherworkbasketbesideit,herrugspreadacrossherlap.Whyladieshookedwoolenrugsonboilingnightsneverbecamecleartome.
"Iheardit,"shesaid.
IrememberedthedistantdisastrousoccasionwhenIrushedtoyoungWalterCunningham’sdefense.NowIwasgladI’ddoneit.
