Well, I hoped Jem would understand folks a little better when he was older; I wouldn’t.
“First day Walter comes back to school’ll be his last,” I affirmed.
“You will not touch him,” Atticus said flatly. “I don’t want either of you bearing a grudge about this thing, no matter what happens.”
“You see, don’t you,” said Aunt Alexandra, “what comes of things like this. Don’t say I haven’t told you.”
Atticus said he’d never say that, pushed out his chair and got up.
“There’s a day ahead, so excuse me. Jem, I don’t want you and Scout downtown today, please.”
As Atticus departed, Dill came bounding down the hall into the diningroom.
“It’s all over town this morning,” he announced, “all about how we held off a hundred folks with our bare hands…”
Aunt Alexandra stared him to silence. “It was not a hundred folks,” she said, “and nobody held anybody off.
It was just a nest of those Cunninghams, drunk and disorderly.”
“Aw, Aunty, that’s just Dill’s way,” said Jem. He signaled us to follow him.
“You all stay in the yard today,” she said, as we made our way to the front porch.
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