“If you don’t say you’ll do what we tell you, we ain’t gonna tell you anything,” Dill continued.
You act like you grew ten inches in the night! All right, what is it?
Jem said placidly, “We are going to give a note to Boo Radley.”
“Just how?” I was trying to fight down the automatic terror rising in me.
It was all right for Miss Maudie to talk—she was old and snug on her porch. It was different for us.
Jem was merely going to put the note on the end of a fishing pole and stick it through the shutters.
If anyone came along, Dill would ring the bell. Dill raised his right hand. In it was my mother’s silver dinner-bell.
I’m goin’ around to the side of the house,” said Jem.
We looked yesterday from across the street, and there’s a shutter loose. Think maybe I can make it stick on the window sill, at least.
“Jem—” “Now you’re in it and you can’t get out of it, you’ll just stay in it, Miss Priss!”
“Okay, okay, but I don’t wanta watch. Jem, somebody was—”
“Yes you will, you’ll watch the back end of the lot and Dill’s gonna watch the front of the house an’ up the street,
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