He had left us the first of the month with firm assurances that he would return the minute school was out—
he guessed his folks had got the general idea that he liked to spend his summers in Maycomb.
Miss Rachel took us with them in the taxi to Maycomb Junction, and Dill waved to us from the train window until he was out of sight.
He was not out of mind: I missed him. The last two days of his time with us, Jem had taught him to swim— Taught him to swim.
I was wide awake, remembering what Dill had told me. Barker’s Eddy is at the end of a dirt road off the Meridian highway about a mile from town.
It is easy to catch a ride down the highway on a cotton wagon or from a passing motorist,
and the short walk to the creek is easy, but the prospect of walking all the way back home at dusk,
when the traffic is light, is tiresome, and swimmers are careful not to stay too late.
According to Dill, he and Jem had just come to the highway when they saw Atticus driving toward them.
He looked like he had not seen them, so they both waved.
Atticus finally slowed down; when they caught up with him he said, “You’d better catch a ride back. I won’t be going home for a while.”
Calpurnia was in the back seat. Jem protested, then pleaded, and Atticus said, “All right, you can come with us if you stay in the car.”
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