“There has been a request,” Judge Taylor said, “that this courtroom be cleared of spectators, or at least of women and children,”
“a request that will be denied for the time being. People generally see what they look for, and hear what they listen for,”
“and they have the right to subject their children to it, but I can assure you of one thing:
you will receive what you see and hear in silence or you will leave,”
but you won’t leave it until the whole boiling of you come before me on contempt charges.”
“Mr. Ewell, you will keep your testimony within the confines of Christian English usage, if that is possible. Proceed, Mr. Gilmer.”
Mr. Ewell reminded me of a deaf-mute. I was sure he had never heard the words Judge Taylor directed at himhis mouth struggled silently with them
but their import registered on his face. Smugness faded from it, replaced by a dogged earnestness that fooled Judge Taylor not at all:
as long as Mr. Ewell was on the stand, the judge kept his eyes on him, as if daring him to make a false move.
Mr. Gilmer and Atticus exchanged glances. Atticus was sitting down again, his fist rested on his cheek and we could not see his face.
Mr. Gilmer looked rather desperate. A question from Judge Taylor made him relax:
“Mr. Ewell, did you see the defendant having sexual intercourse with your daughter?” “Yes, I did.”
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