Убить пересмешника
Chapter 4
TwodayslaterDillarrivedinablazeofglory:hehadriddenthetrainbyhimselffromMeridiantoMaycombJunction(acourtesytitle—MaycombJunctionwasinAbbottCounty)wherehehadbeenmetbyMissRachelinMaycomb’sonetaxi;hehadeatendinnerinthediner,hehadseentwotwinshitchedtogethergetoffthetraininBaySt.Louisandstucktohisstoryregardlessofthreats.Hehaddiscardedtheabominableblueshortsthatwerebuttonedtohisshirtsandworerealshortpantswithabelt;hewassomewhatheavier,notaller,andsaidhehadseenhisfather.Dill’sfatherwastallerthanours,hehadablackbeard(pointed),andwaspresidentoftheL&NRailroad.
"Ihelpedtheengineerforawhile,"saidDill,yawning.
"Inapig’searyoudid,Dill.Hush,"saidJem."What’llweplaytoday?"
"TomandSamandDick,"saidDill."Let’sgointhefrontyard."DillwantedtheRoverBoysbecausetherewerethreerespectableparts.Hewasclearlytiredofbeingourcharacterman.
"I’mtiredofthose,"Isaid.IwastiredofplayingTomRover,whosuddenlylosthismemoryinthemiddleofapictureshowandwasoutofthescriptuntiltheend,whenhewasfoundinAlaska.
"Makeusupone,Jem,"Isaid.
"I’mtiredofmakin’‘emup."
Ourfirstdaysoffreedom,andweweretired.Iwonderedwhatthesummerwouldbring.
Wehadstrolledtothefrontyard,whereDillstoodlookingdownthestreetatthedrearyfaceoftheRadleyPlace."I—smell—death,"hesaid."Ido,Imeanit,"hesaid,whenItoldhimtoshutup.
