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Miss Caroline and I had conferred twice already, and they were looking at me in the innocent assurance that familiarity breeds understanding. I rose graciously on Walter's behalf: "Ah-Miss Caroline? I sat back down. I thought I had made things sufficiently clear. It was clear enough to the rest of us: Walter Cunningham was sitting there lying his head off.
He didn't forget his lunch, he didn't have any. He had none today nor would he have any tomorrow or the next day. He had probably never seen three quarters together at the same time in his life. Yo pensaba haber puesto las cosas suficientemente en claro. I tried again: "Walter's one of the Cunninghams, Miss Caroline. Hice otra tentativa. The Cunninghams never took anything they can't pay back-no church baskets and no scrip stamps. They never took anything off of anybody, they get along on what they have. They don't have much, but they get along on it. No tienen mucho, pero pasan con ello.
My special knowledge of the Cunningham tribe-one branch, that is - was gained from events of last winter. Walter's father was one of Atticus's clients. After a dreary conversation in our living room one night about his entailment, before Mr. Cunningham left he said, "Mr. Finch, I don't know when I'll ever be able to pay you.
El padre de Walter era cliente de Atticus. When I asked Jem what entailment was, and Jeni described it as a condition of having your tail in a crack, I asked Atticus if Mr. Cunningham would ever pay us. You watch. We watched.
One morning Jem and I found a load of stovewood in the back yard. Later, a sack of hickory nuts appeared on the back steps.
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With Christmas came a crate of smilax and holly. That spring when we found a crokersack full of turnip greens, Atticus said Mr. Cunningham had more than paid him. Nos fijamos. He has no money. No tiene dinero.
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Atticus nodded. Jem's nose wrinkled. The Cunninghams are country folks, farmers, and the crash hit them hardest.
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Atticus said professional people were poor because the farmers were poor. As Maycomb County was farm country, nickels and dimes were hard to come by for doctors and dentists and lawyers. Entailment was only a part of Mr. Cunningham's vexations. The acres not entailed were mortgaged to the hilt, and the little cash he made went to interest. If he held his mouth right, Mr.
Cunningham could get a WPA job, but his land would go to ruin if he left it, and he was willing to go hungry to keep his land and vote as he pleased. Cunningham, said Atticus, came from a set breed of men. As the Cunninghams had no money to pay a lawyer, they simply paid us with what they had. Reynolds works the same way? He charges some folks a bushel of potatoes for delivery of a baby.
Miss Scout, if you give me your attention I'll tell you what entailment is. Jem's definitions are very nearly accurate sometimes. A veces las definiciones de Jem resultan bastante exactas. If I could have explained these things to Miss Caroline, I would have saved myself some inconvenience and Miss Caroline subsequent mortification, but it was beyond my ability to explain things as well as Atticus, so I said, "You're shamin' him, Miss Caroline. Walter hasn't got a quarter at home to bring you, and you can't use any stovewood. Miss Caroline stood stock still, then grabbed me by the collar and hauled me back to her desk.
Hold out your hand. Abre la mano. I thought she was going to spit in it, which was the only reason anybody in Maycomb held out his hand: it was a time-honored method of sealing oral contracts. Wondering what bargain we had made, I turned to the class for an answer, but the class looked back at me in puzzlement. Miss Caroline picked up her ruler, gave me half a dozen quick little pats, then told me to stand in the corner. A storm of laughter broke loose when it finally occurred to the class that Miss Caroline had whipped me.
When Miss Caroline threatened it with a similar fate the first grade exploded again, becoming cold sober only when the shadow of Miss Blount fell over them. Miss Blount, a native Maycombian as yet uninitiated in the mysteries of the Decimal System, appeared at the door hands on hips and announced: "If I hear another sound from this room I'll burn up everybody in it.
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Miss Caroline, the sixth grade cannot concentrate on the pyramids for all this racket! My sojourn in the corner was a short one.
Saved by the bell, Miss Caroline watched the class file out for lunch. As I was the last to leave, I saw her sink down into her chair and bury her head in her arms. Had her conduct been more friendly toward me, I would have felt sorry for her. She was a pretty little thing. Era una mujercita preciosa. Chapter 3. Catching Walter Cunningham in the schoolyard gave me some pleasure, but when I was rubbing his nose in the dirt Jem came by and told me to stop.
Por su culpa me he puesto en mal terreno. Walter had picked himself up and was standing quietly listening to Jem, and me. His fists were half cocked, as if expecting an onslaught from both of us. I stomped at him to chase him away, but Jem. He examined Walter with an air of speculation. Walter Cunningham from Old Sarum?