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           "Youmeanwhensomebody’sdyin’youcansmellit?"

           "No,ImeanIcansmellsomebodyan’tellifthey’regonnadie.Anoldladytaughtmehow."Dillleanedoverandsniffedme."Jean-Louise—Finch,youaregoingtodieinthreedays."

           "Dillifyoudon’thushI’llknockyoubowlegged.Imeanit,now—"

           "Yawlhush,"growledJem,"youactlikeyoubelieveinHotSteams."

           "Youactlikeyoudon’t,"Isaid.

           "What’saHotSteam?"askedDill.

           "Haven’tyoueverwalkedalongalonesomeroadatnightandpassedbyahotplace?"JemaskedDill."AHotSteam’ssomebodywhocan’tgettoheaven,justwallowsaroundonlonesomeroadsan’ifyouwalkthroughhim,whenyoudieyou’llbeonetoo,an’you’llgoaroundatnightsuckin’people’sbreath—"

           "Howcanyoukeepfrompassingthroughone?"

           "Youcan’t,"saidJem."Sometimestheystretchallthewayacrosstheroad,butifyouhaftagothroughoneyousay,‘Angel-bright,life-in-death;getofftheroad,don’tsuckmybreath.’Thatkeeps‘emfromwrappingaroundyou—"

           "Don’tyoubelieveawordhesays,Dill,"Isaid."Calpurniasaysthat’snigger-talk."

           Jemscowleddarklyatme,butsaid,"Well,arewegonnaplayanythingornot?"