“You’re supposed to mark ’em absent the rest of the year…” “But what about their parents?” asked Miss Caroline, in genuine concern.
“Ain’t got no mother,” was the answer, “and their paw’s right contentious.”
Burris Ewell was flattered by the recital. “Been comin’ to the first day o’ the first grade fer three year now,” he said expansively.
“Reckon if I’m smart this year they’ll promote me to the second…” Miss Caroline said, “Sit back down, please, Burris,”
and the moment she said it I knew she had made a serious mistake. The boy’s condescension flashed to anger.
“You try and make me, missus.” Little Chuck Little got to his feet. “Let him go, ma’am,” he said.
“He’s a mean one, a hard-down mean one. He’s liable to start somethin’, and there’s some little folks here.”
He was among the most diminutive of men, but when Burris Ewell turned toward him, Little Chuck’s right hand went to his pocket.
“Watch your step, Burris,” he said. “I’d soon’s kill you as look at you. Now go home.”
Burris seemed to be afraid of a child half his height, and Miss Caroline took advantage of his indecision:
“Burris, go home. If you don’t I’ll call the principal,” she said. “I’ll have to report this, anyway.”
The boy snorted and slouched leisurely to the door.
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