Before Jem went to his room, he looked for a long time at the Radley Place. He seemed to be thinking again.
Two days later Dill arrived in a blaze of glory: he had ridden the train by himself from Meridian to Maycomb Junction
(a courtesy title—Maycomb Junction was in Abbott County) where he had been met by Miss Rachel in Maycomb’s one taxi;
he had eaten dinner in the diner, he had seen two twins hitched together get off the train in Bay St. Louis
and stuck to his story regardless of threats. He had discarded the abominable blue shorts
that were buttoned to his shirts and wore real short pants with a belt;
he was somewhat heavier, no taller, and said he had seen his father.
Dill’s father was taller than ours, he had a black beard (pointed), and was president of the L & N Railroad.
“I helped the engineer for a while,” said Dill, yawning. “In a pig’s ear you did, Dill. Hush,” said Jem.
“What’ll we play today?” “Tom and Sam and Dick,” said Dill. “Let’s go in the front yard.”
Dill wanted the Rover Boys because there were three respectable parts. He was clearly tired of being our character man.
“I’m tired of those,” I said. I was tired of playing Tom Rover,
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