"Mr. Finch! she shouted. " This is Cal. i swear to God there's a mad dog down the street a piece- he's coming this way, yes sir, he's-Mr. Finch, I declare he is-old Tim Johnson, yes sir...yessir...yes-" ( Lee 123).
"Whit movement so swift they seemed simultaneous Atticus's hand yanked a ball-tipped lever as he brought the gun to his shoulder" ( Lee 127).
"The rifle cracked. Tim Johnson leaped, flopped over and crumpled on the sidewalk in a brown-and-white heap" ( Lee 127).