To Kill A Mockingbird; Chapter 4

To Kill A Mockingbird; Chapter 4
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This a comic strip of chapter 4 of To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. In Chapter 4, Jem and Scout Finch find some strange surprises in the knothole of a tree by the Radley's property.

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  • Chapter 4; page 37
  • Chapter 4; page 38
  • "I see it, Scout! I see it-"
  • Chapter 4; page 38
  • "Indian-heads," he said. "Nineteen-six and Scout, one of 'em's nineteen-hundred.  These are real old."
  • Two live oaks stood at the edge of the Radley lot; their roots reached out into the side-road and made it bumpy.  Something about one of the trees attracted my attention. Some tinfoil was sticking in a knot-hole just above my eye level, winking at me in the afternoon sun.  I stood on my tiptoe, hastily looked around once more, reached into the hole, and withdrew two pieces of chewing gum minus their outer wrappers.
  • Chapter 4; page 42
  • "Come on, Scout, don't just lie there!" Jem was screaming.
  • As we came to the live oaks at the Radley place, I raised my finger to point for the hundredth time to the knot-hole where I had found the chewing gum, trying to make Jem believe I had found it there, and found myself pointing at another piece of tinfoil.
  • Chapter 4; page 43
  • We ran home, and on the front porch we looked at a small box patch worked with bits of tinfoil collected from chewing-gum wrappers. It was the kind of box wedding rings came in, purple velvet with a minute catch.  Jem flicked open the tiny catch.  Inside were two scrubbed and polished pennies, one on top of the other.  Jem examined them.
  • Chapter 4; page 45
  • "All right, you just keep it up then," I said. "You'll find out."
  • The tire bumped on gravel, skeetered across the road, crashed into a barrierand popped me like a cork onto the pavement.  Dizzy and nauseated, I lay on the cement and shook my head still, pounded my ears to silence, and heard Jem's voice: "Scout, get away from there, come on!" 
  • I raised my head and stared at the Radley Place steps in front of me.  I froze.
  • As the summer progressed, so did our game.  We polished and perfected it, adding dialogue and plots until we had manufactured a small play upon which we rang changes every day.
  • Atticus's arrival was the second reason I wanted to quit the game.  The first reason happened the day I rolled into the Radley front yard.  Through all the head-shaking, quelling of nausea and Jem-yelling, I had heard another sound, so low I could not have heard it from the sidewalk.  Someone inside the house was laughing.
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