To Kill A Mockingbird: Fiction Sample
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Child (5-12)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Dill stretched, yawned, and said altogether too casually. I know what. Let's go for a walk. He sounded fishy to me. Nobody! And make home. Just went for a walk. Where to deal dale, jerked his head in a southerly direction. Jim said okay when I protested, he said sweetly. You don't have to come along, Angel May. You don't have to go remember. Jim was not 1 to dwell on past defeats. It seemed the only message he got from atticus was inside into the art of cross examination Scout. We ain't gonna do anything. We're just going to the street lighting. Back we strolled silently down the sidewalk, listening to porch swings creaking with the weight of the neighborhood, listening to the soft night murmurs of the grown people on our streets. Occasionally we heard Miss Stephanie Crawford laugh. Well, said Dill, Okay, said jim, why don't you go on home Scout? What are you going to do? Dill and jem were simply going to peep in the window with the loose shutter to see if they could get a look at boo radley and if I didn't want to go with them, I could go straight home and keep my fat floppy mouth shut. That was all. But what in the Sam Holy Hill? Did you wait till tonight? Because nobody could see them at night? Because atticus would be so deep in a book. He wouldn't hear the kingdom coming because of boo radley killed them. They'd miss school instead of vacation and because it was easier to see inside of a dark house in the dark than in the daytime. Did I understand jam? Please Scout. I'm telling you for the last time. Shut your trap or go home, I declare to the Lord you're getting more like a girl every day. With that I had no option but to join them.