of course I do. Don't say n-----, Scout that's common.
do you defend n-----s Atticus?
You gonna take that back boy?
You gonna make me first! My folks said your daddy was a disgrace an' that n----- oughta hang from the water-tank!
This order, given by me to Cecil Jacobs, was the beginning of a rather thin time for Jem and me. My fist were clenched ready to fly.
Just what I wanted.
What did You get for Christmas?
my father looked at me mildly, amusement in his eyes. Despite our compromise, my campaign to avoid had continued in one form or another since my first day's dose of it: the beginningof lastSeptember had brought sinking spells, dizziness and mild gastric complaints
Your father's a n----- lover!
IFaced Cecil Jacobsinthe courtyard the next day
I shall never marry, Atticus
I might have children
Why's that?
Jem and I viewed Christmaswith mixed feelings. the good side was the tree and Uncle Jack finch.
Francis sprinted down the catwalk a Safe distance He called.
Later, when I was supposed to be in bed, I went down the hall for a drink of water and heardAtticus and Uncle Jack in the Livingroom: