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"
I
beg
your
pardon
?
"
Atticus
said
,
"
Don
’
t
pay
any
attention
to
her
,
Jack
.
She
’
s
trying
you
out
.
Cal
says
she
’
s
been
cussing
fluently
for
a
week
,
now
.
"
Uncle
Jack
raised
his
eyebrows
and
said
nothing
.
I
was
proceeding
on
the
dim
theory
,
aside
from
the
innate
attractiveness
of
such
words
,
that
if
Atticus
discovered
I
had
picked
them
up
at
school
he
wouldn
’
t
make
me
go
.
But
at
supper
that
evening
when
I
asked
him
to
pass
the
damn
ham
,
please
,
Uncle
Jack
pointed
at
me
.
"
See
me
afterwards
,
young
lady
,
"
he
said
.
When
supper
was
over
,
Uncle
Jack
went
to
the
livingroom
and
sat
down
.
He
slapped
his
thighs
for
me
to
come
sit
on
his
lap
.
I
liked
to
smell
him
:
he
was
like
a
bottle
of
alcohol
and
something
pleasantly
sweet
.
He
pushed
back
my
bangs
and
looked
at
me
.
"
You
’
re
more
like
Atticus
than
your
mother
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
’
re
also
growing
out
of
your
pants
a
little
.
"
"
I
reckon
they
fit
all
right
.
"
"
You
like
words
like
damn
and
hell
now
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
I
said
I
reckoned
so
.
"
Well
I
don
’
t
,
"
said
Uncle
Jack
,
"
not
unless
there
’
s
extreme
provocation
connected
with
‘
em
.
I
’
ll
be
here
a
week
,
and
I
don
’
t
want
to
hear
any
words
like
that
while
I
’
m
here
.
Scout
,
you
’
ll
get
in
trouble
if
you
go
around
saying
things
like
that
.
You
want
to
grow
up
to
be
a
lady
,
don
’
t
you
?
"
I
said
not
particularly
.
