Reverend Sykes hesitated. “To tell you the truth, Miss Jean Louise, Helen’s finding it hard to get work these days…
when it’s picking time, I think Mr. Link Deas’ll take her.”
“Why not, Reverend?” Before he could answer, I felt Calpurnia’s hand on my shoulder.
At its pressure I said, “We thank you for lettin‘ us come.”
Jem echoed me, and we made our way homeward. Calpurnia, in her navy voile dress and tub of a hat, walked between Jem and me.
“Cal, I know Tom Robinson’s in jail an‘ he’s done somethin’ awful, but why won’t folks hire Helen?” I asked.
“It’s because of what folks say Tom’s done,” she said.
Folks aren’t anxious to— to have anything to do with any of his family.
“Just what did he do, Cal?” Calpurnia sighed. “Old Mr. Bob Ewell accused him of rapin‘ his girl an’ had him arrested an‘ put in jail—”
“Mr. Ewell?” My memory stirred. “Does he have anything to do with those Ewells that come every first day of school an‘ then go home?
Why, Atticus said they were absolute trash—I never heard Atticus talk about folks the way he talked about the Ewells.
He said-” “Yeah, those are the ones.” “Well, if everybody in Maycomb knows what kind of folks the Ewells are they’d be glad to hire Helen…
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