She said, ‘I reckon I’ll hafta give you a nickel, won’t I?’ an’ I said, ‘No ma’am, there ain’t no charge.’
Then I went home. Mr. Finch, that was way last spring, way over a year ago.” “Did you ever go on the place again?” “Yes suh.” “When?”
“Well, I went lots of times.” Judge Taylor instinctively reached for his gavel, but let his hand fall.
The murmur below us died without his help. “Under what circumstances?” “Please, suh?”
“Why did you go inside the fence lots of times?” Tom Robinson’s forehead relaxed. “She’d call me in, suh.
Seemed like every time I passed by yonder she’d have some little somethin’ for me to do—
choppin’ kindlin’, totin’ water for her. She watered them red flowers every day—”
“Were you paid for your services?” “No suh, not after she offered me a nickel the first time.
I was glad to do it, Mr. Ewell didn’t seem to help her none, and neither did the chillun,
and I knowed she didn’t have no nickels to spare.” “Where were the other children?”
“They was always around, all over the place. They’d watch me work, some of ‘em, some of ’em’d set in the window.”
Would Miss Mayella talk to you?“Yes sir, she talked to me.”
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