I stood on tiptoe, hastily looked around once more, reached into the hole,
and withdrew two pieces of chewing gum minus their outer wrappers.
My first impulse was to get it into my mouth as quickly as possible, but I remembered where I was.
I ran home, and on our front porch I examined my loot. The gum looked fresh. I sniffed it and it smelled all right.
I licked it and waited for a while. When I did not die I crammed it into my mouth: Wrigley’s Double-Mint.
When Jem came home he asked me where I got such a wad. I told him I found it. “Don’t eat things you find, Scout.”
This wasn’t on the ground, it was in a tree.Jem growled. “Well it was,” I said.
It was sticking in that tree yonder, the one comin‘ from school.“Spit it out right now!”
I spat it out. The tang was fading, anyway.I’ve been chewin‘ it all afternoon and I ain’t dead yet, not even sick.
Jem stamped his foot.Don’t you know you’re not supposed to even touch the trees over there? You’ll get killed if you do!
You touched the house once!” “That was different! You go gargle—right now, you hear me?
Ain’t neither, it’ll take the taste outa my mouth.” “You don’t ‘n’ I’ll tell Calpurnia on you!
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