Monday, March 11, 2019
To Kill a Mockingbird Passage
If you had a build conscience, why were you panic-stricken? Like I says before, it werent safe for whatsoever nigger to be in afix like that. provided you werent in a fixyou testified that you were resisting expend Ewell. Were you so scared that shed hurt you, you ran, a big buck like you? No suh, Is scared Id be in court, hardly like I am now. Scared of arrest, scared youd have to face up to what you did? No suh, scared Id hafta face up to what I didnt do. Are you being fresh to me, son? No suh, I didnt go to be. This was as much(prenominal) as I heard of Mr. Gilmers cross-examination, because Jem made me take dill out.For some reason dill had started crying and couldnt stop quietly at first, then his sobs were heard by several people in the balcony. Jem state if I didnt go with him hed bother me, and Reverend Sykes said Id better go, so I went. Dill had seemed to be all right that day, nothing wrong with him, tho I guessed he hadnt fully recovered from running aw ay. own(prenominal)t you feeling straightforward? I asked, when we reached the bottom of the stairs. Dill well-tried to pull himself together as we ran down the south steps. Mr. Link Deas was a lonely figure on the top step. Anything happenin, Scout? he asked as we went by. No sir, I answered over my shoulder. Dill here, hes sick. fuck off on out under the trees, I said. Heat got you, I expect. We chose the fattest sleep together oak and we sat under it. It was practiced him I couldnt stand, Dill said. Who, Tom? That old Mr. Gilmer doin him thataway, talking so hateful to him Dill, thats his job. Why, if we didnt have prosecutorswell, we couldnt have defense attorneys, I reckon. Dill exhaled patiently. I know all that, Scout. It was the way he said it made me sick, evident sick. Hes supposed to fleck that way, Dill, he was cross summon 202 He didnt act that way when Dill, those were his own witnesses. Well, Mr. Finch didnt act that way to Mayella and old man Ewell wh en he crossexamined them. The way that man called him boy all the time an sneered at him, an looked around at the jury all time he answered Well, Dill, after all hes in force(p) a Negro. I dont care one speck. It aint right, somehow it aint right to do em that way. Hasnt anybody got any business talkin like thatit just makes me sick. Thats just Mr. Gilmers way, Dill, he does em all that way. Youve never seen him get goodn down on one yet.Why, whenwell, today Mr. Gilmer seemed to me like he wasnt half exhausting. They do em all that way, most lawyers, I mean. Mr. Finch doesnt. Hes not an example, Dill, hes I was trying to grope in my memory for a sharp phrase of Miss Maudie Atkinsons. I had it Hes the same in the courtroom as he is on the public streets. Thats not what I mean, said Dill. I know what you mean, boy, said a voice behind us. We eyeshot it came from the tree-trunk, but it belonged to Mr. Dolphus Raymond. He peered around the trunk at us. You arent thin-hided, it just makes you sick, doesnt it? Page 203
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