There was no moon. The street light on the corner cast sharp shadows on theRadley house...Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold. I thought itgallant of him to do so.(135 PDF)
She waited a few seconds, then called, “Po-ork?” When nothingmaterialized, she yelled, “Pork!” (137 PDF)
He was running, running toward us with no child’s steps.“Run, Scout! Run! Run!” Jem screamed.
felt him jerk backwardsto the ground. More scuffling, and there came a dull crunching sound and Jemscreamed. (139 PDF)
“He’s got a bump on the head just likeyours, and a broken arm.(140 PDF)
“Bob Ewell’s lyin‘ on the ground under that treedown yonder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He’s dead, Mr. Finch.” (141 PDF)