and because it was easier to see inside a dark house in the dark than in the daytime, did I understand?
“Jem, please—” “Scout, I’m tellin’ you for the last time, shut your trap or go home—I declare to the Lord you’re gettin’ more like a girl every day!”
With that, I had no option but to join them. We thought it was better to go under the high wire fence at the rear of the Radley lot,
we stood less chance of being seen. The fence enclosed a large garden and a narrow wooden outhouse.
Jem held up the bottom wire and motioned Dill under it.
I followed, and held up the wire for Jem. It was a tight squeeze for him.
“Don’t make a sound,” he whispered. “Don’t get in a row of collards whatever you do, they’ll wake the dead.”
With this thought in mind, I made perhaps one step per minute.
I moved faster when I saw Jem far ahead beckoning in the moonlight.
We came to the gate that divided the garden from the back yard.
Jem touched it. The gate squeaked. “Spit on it,” whispered Dill.
“You’ve got us in a box, Jem,” I muttered. “We can’t get out of here so easy.” “Sh-h. Spit on it, Scout.”
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