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We
knew
there
was
a
crowd
,
but
we
had
not
bargained
for
the
multitudes
in
the
first
-
floor
hallway
.
I
got
separated
from
Jem
and
Dill
,
but
made
my
way
toward
the
wall
by
the
stairwell
,
knowing
Jem
would
come
for
me
eventually
.
I
found
myself
in
the
middle
of
the
Idlers
’
Club
and
made
myself
as
unobtrusive
as
possible
.
This
was
a
group
of
white
-
shirted
,
khaki
-
trousered
,
suspendered
old
men
who
had
spent
their
lives
doing
nothing
and
passed
their
twilight
days
doing
same
on
pine
benches
under
the
live
oaks
on
the
square
.
Attentive
critics
of
courthouse
business
,
Atticus
said
they
knew
as
much
law
as
the
Chief
Justice
,
from
long
years
of
observation
.
Normally
,
they
were
the
court
’
s
only
spectators
,
and
today
they
seemed
resentful
of
the
interruption
of
their
comfortable
routine
.
When
they
spoke
,
their
voices
sounded
casually
important
.
The
conversation
was
about
my
father
.
"
.
.
.
thinks
he
knows
what
he
’
s
doing
,
"
one
said
.
"
Oh
-
h
now
,
I
wouldn
’
t
say
that
,
"
said
another
.
"
Atticus
Finch
’
s
a
deep
reader
,
a
mighty
deep
reader
.
"
"
He
reads
all
right
,
that
’
s
all
he
does
.
"
The
club
snickered
.
"
Lemme
tell
you
somethin
’
now
,
Billy
,
"
a
third
said
,
"
you
know
the
court
appointed
him
to
defend
this
nigger
.
"
"
Yeah
,
but
Atticus
aims
to
defend
him
.
That
’
s
what
I
don
’
t
like
about
it
.
"
This
was
news
,
news
that
put
a
different
light
on
things
:
Atticus
had
to
,
whether
he
wanted
to
or
not
.
I
thought
it
odd
that
he
hadn
’
t
said
anything
to
us
about
it
—
we
could
have
used
it
many
times
in
defending
him
and
ourselves
.
He
had
to
,
that
’
s
why
he
was
doing
it
,
equaled
fewer
fights
and
less
fussing
.
But
did
that
explain
the
town
’
s
attitude
?
The
court
appointed
Atticus
to
defend
him
.
Atticus
aimed
to
defend
him
.
That
’
s
what
they
didn
’
t
like
about
it
.
It
was
confusing
.
The
Negroes
,
having
waited
for
the
white
people
to
go
upstairs
,
began
to
come
in
.
"
Whoa
now
,
just
a
minute
,
"
said
a
club
member
,
holding
up
his
walking
stick
.
"
Just
don
’
t
start
up
them
there
stairs
yet
awhile
.
"
The
club
began
its
stiff
-
jointed
climb
and
ran
into
Dill
and
Jem
on
their
way
down
looking
for
me
.
They
squeezed
past
and
Jem
called
,
"
Scout
,
come
on
,
there
ain
’
t
a
seat
left
.
We
’
ll
hafta
stand
up
.
"
"
Looka
there
,
now
.
"
he
said
irritably
,
as
the
black
people
surged
upstairs
.
The
old
men
ahead
of
them
would
take
most
of
the
standing
room
.
We
were
out
of
luck
and
it
was
my
fault
,
Jem
informed
me
.
We
stood
miserably
by
the
wall
.
