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Maycomb was a tired old town...
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even in 1932, when I first knew it.
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Some how it was hotter then.
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Men's stiff collarswilted by 9:00 in the morning.
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Ladies bathed before noon,after their 3:00 naps...
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and by nightfallwere like soft tea cakes...
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with frostin 's of sweatand sweet talcum.
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A day was 24 hours long,but it seemed longer.
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There was no hurry, for there wasnowhere to go and nothing to buy...
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no money to buy it with...
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although Maycomb Countyhad recently been told...
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that it had nothing to fearbut fear itself.
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That summer I was sixyears old.
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- Good morning, Mr Cunningham.- Mornin', miss.
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My daddy's getting dressed.Would you like me to call him for you?
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- No, miss. I don't care to bother.- Why, it's no bother, Mr Cunningham.
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He'll be happy to see you!Atticus!
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Here's Mr Cunningham.
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- Good morning, Walter.- Mornin', Mr Finch.
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I didn't want to bother you none.
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I brung you these here hickory nutsas part of my entailment.
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Well, I thank you. The collardswe had last week were delicious.
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- Well, mornin'.- Morning.
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Scout, I think maybe...
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next time Mr Cunningham comes,you better not call me.
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- I thought you'd wanna thank him.- I do.
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I think it embarrasses himto be thanked.
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Why does he bring youall this stuff?
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He's payin' mefor some legal work I did for him.
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