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Chapter 4
Jemstampedhisfoot."Don’tyouknowyou’renotsupposedtoeventouchthetreesoverthere?You’llgetkilledifyoudo!"
"Youtouchedthehouseonce!"
"Thatwasdifferent!Yougogargle—rightnow,youhearme?"
"Ain’tneither,it’lltakethetasteoutamymouth."
"Youdon’t‘n’I’lltellCalpurniaonyou!"
RatherthanriskatanglewithCalpurnia,IdidasJemtoldme.Forsomereason,myfirstyearofschoolhadwroughtagreatchangeinourrelationship:Calpurnia’styranny,unfairness,andmeddlinginmybusinesshadfadedtogentlegrumblingsofgeneraldisapproval.Onmypart,Iwenttomuchtrouble,sometimes,nottoprovokeher.
Summerwasontheway;JemandIawaiteditwithimpatience.Summerwasourbestseason:itwassleepingonthebackscreenedporchincots,ortryingtosleepinthetreehouse;summerwaseverythinggoodtoeat;itwasathousandcolorsinaparchedlandscape;butmostofall,summerwasDill.
Theauthoritiesreleasedusearlythelastdayofschool,andJemandIwalkedhometogether."ReckonoldDill’llbecominghometomorrow,"Isaid.
"Probablydayafter,"saidJem."Mis’sippiturns‘emlooseadaylater."
AswecametotheliveoaksattheRadleyPlaceIraisedmyfingertopointforthehundredthtimetotheknot-holewhereIhadfoundthechewinggum,tryingtomakeJembelieveIhadfounditthere,andfoundmyselfpointingatanotherpieceoftinfoil.
