Boo bit it off one night when he couldn’t find any cats and squirrels to eat.);
she sat in the livingroom and cried most of the time, while Boo slowly whittled away all the furniture in the house.
The three of us were the boys who got into trouble; I was the probate judge, for a change;
Dill led Jem away and crammed him beneath the steps, poking him with the brushbroom.
Jem would reappear as needed in the shapes of the sheriff, assorted townsfolk, and Miss Stephanie Crawford,
who had more to say about the Radleys than anybody in Maycomb.
When it was time to play Boo’s big scene, Jem would sneak into the house,
steal the scissors from the sewing-machine drawer when Calpurnia’s back was turned,
then sit in the swing and cut up newspapers. Dill would walk by, cough at Jem,
and Jem would fake a plunge into Dill’s thigh. From where I stood it looked real.
When Mr. Nathan Radley passed us on his daily trip to town, we would stand still and silent until he was out of sight,
then wonder what he would do to us if he suspected. Our activities halted when any of the neighbors appeared,
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