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Chapter 4
WhenitwastimetoplayBoo’sbigscene,Jemwouldsneakintothehouse,stealthescissorsfromthesewing-machinedrawerwhenCalpurnia’sbackwasturned,thensitintheswingandcutupnewspapers.Dillwouldwalkby,coughatJem,andJemwouldfakeaplungeintoDill’sthigh.FromwhereIstooditlookedreal.
WhenMr.NathanRadleypassedusonhisdailytriptotown,wewouldstandstillandsilentuntilhewasoutofsight,thenwonderwhathewoulddotousifhesuspected.Ouractivitieshaltedwhenanyoftheneighborsappeared,andonceIsawMissMaudieAtkinsonstaringacrossthestreetatus,herhedgeclipperspoisedinmidair.
OnedayweweresobusilyplayingChapterXXV,BookIIofOneMan’sFamily,wedidnotseeAtticusstandingonthesidewalklookingatus,slappingarolledmagazineagainsthisknee.Thesunsaidtwelvenoon.
"Whatareyouallplaying?"heasked.
"Nothing,"saidJem.
Jem’sevasiontoldmeourgamewasasecret,soIkeptquiet.
"Whatareyoudoingwiththosescissors,then?Whyareyoutearingupthatnewspaper?Ifit’stoday’sI’lltanyou."
"Nothing."
"Nothingwhat?"saidAtticus.
"Nothing,sir."
"Givemethosescissors,"Atticussaid."They’renothingstoplaywith.DoesthisbyanychancehaveanythingtodowiththeRadleys?"
