Mrs. Radley ran screaming into the street that Arthur was killing them all,
but when the sheriff arrived he found Boo still sitting in the livingroom, cutting up the Tribune.
He was thirty-three years old then. Miss Stephanie said old Mr. Radley said no Radley was going to any asylum,
when it was suggested that a season in Tuscaloosa might be helpful to Boo.
Boo wasn’t crazy, he was high-strung at times. It was all right to shut him up, Mr. Radley conceded,
but insisted that Boo not be charged with anything: he was not a criminal.
The sheriff hadn’t the heart to put him in jail alongside Negroes, so Boo was locked in the courthouse basement.
Boo’s transition from the basement to back home was nebulous in Jem’s memory.
Miss Stephanie Crawford said some of the town council told Mr. Radley that if he didn’t take Boo back, Boo would die of mold from the damp.
Besides, Boo could not live forever on the bounty of the county.
Nobody knew what form of intimidation Mr. Radley employed to keep Boo out of sight,
but Jem figured that Mr. Radley kept him chained to the bed most of the time.
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