When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken
at the elbow.
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Atticus had urged them to accept the state’s generosity in allowing them to plead Guilty to second-degree murder and escape with their lives,
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Atticus practiced economy more than anything;
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There was no hurry, for there was nowhere to go, nothing to buy and no money to buy it with,
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Atticus, Jem and I,
atticus - lawyer, dad jem & i - siblings scout - pov
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our mother died from a sudden heart attack
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“Now you tell your father not to teach you any more. It’s best to begin reading with a fresh mind. You tell him I’ll take over from here and try to undo the damage—”
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resisted arrest by Maycomb’s ancient beadle, Mr. Conner, and locked him in the courthouse outhouse.
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Jem said he “bought cotton,” a polite term for doing nothing
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mumbled that I was sorry and retired meditating upon my crime. I never deliberately learned to read, but somehow I had been wallowing illicitly in the daily papers.