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"
What
d
make
him
think
either
one
of
em
d
stop
trading
with
him
?
"
I
asked
.
Jem
said
,
"
Miss
Rachel
would
,
Miss
Maudie
wouldn
t
.
But
a
jury
s
vote
s
secret
,
Atticus
.
"
Our
father
chuckled
.
"
You
ve
many
more
miles
to
go
,
son
.
A
jury
s
vote
s
supposed
to
be
secret
.
Serving
on
a
jury
forces
a
man
to
make
up
his
mind
and
declare
himself
about
something
.
Men
don
t
like
to
do
that
.
Sometimes
it
s
unpleasant
.
"
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"
Tom
s
jury
sho
made
up
its
mind
in
a
hurry
,
"
Jem
muttered
.
Atticus
s
fingers
went
to
his
watchpocket
.
"
No
it
didn
t
,
"
he
said
,
more
to
himself
than
to
us
.
"
That
was
the
one
thing
that
made
me
think
,
well
,
this
may
be
the
shadow
of
a
beginning
.
That
jury
took
a
few
hours
.
An
inevitable
verdict
,
maybe
,
but
usually
it
takes
em
just
a
few
minutes
.
This
time
"
he
broke
off
and
looked
at
us
.
"
You
might
like
to
know
that
there
was
one
fellow
who
took
considerable
wearing
down
in
the
beginning
he
was
rarin
for
an
outright
acquittal
.
"
"
Who
?
"
Jem
was
astonished
.
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Atticus
s
eyes
twinkled
.
"
It
s
not
for
me
to
say
,
but
I
ll
tell
you
this
much
.
He
was
one
of
your
Old
Sarum
friends
.
.
.
"
"
One
of
the
Cunninghams
?
"
Jem
yelped
.
"
One
of
I
didn
t
recognize
any
of
em
.
.
.
you
re
jokin
.
"
He
looked
at
Atticus
from
the
corners
of
his
eyes
.
"
One
of
their
connections
.
On
a
hunch
,
I
didn
t
strike
him
.
Just
on
a
hunch
.
Could
ve
,
but
I
didn
t
.
"