¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)
¨Jem was carrying my ham costume, rather awkwardly, as it was hard to hold.¨ (Pg. 292)
¨Someone leaped at us. ¨God amighty!¨ Jem yelled.¨(Pg.293)
¨Mrs. Merriweather seemed to have a hit, everybody was cheering so, but she caught me backstage and told me I had ruined her pageant. She made me feel awful. (Pg.297)
¨ ¨Heck? Atticus Finch. Someone´s been after my children. Jem´s hurt. Between here and the schoolhouse...¨¨ (Pg.302)
Mr. Tate found his neck and rubbed it. ¨Bob Ewell´s lyin´ on the ground under that tree down onder with a kitchen knife stuck up under his ribs. He´s dead, Mr.Finch¨¨ (Pg.305)