“there was a smell of stale whisky and pig-pen”
“atticus’s fist went to his hips, so did jem’s”
“”it do,” another deep voice said. its owner was a shadow.”
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“there was a smell of stale whisky and pig-pen”
“atticus’s fist went to his hips, so did jem’s”
“”it do,” another deep voice said. its owner was a shadow.”
April 12, 2015 at 10:14 pm
Ian – What was the focus for this chapter – how do these quotations link to that analysis question?