"Miss Caroline went to her desk and opened her purse. "Here's a quarter,"she said to Walter. " Go and eat down town today. You can pay me back tomorrow." Walter shook his head. "Nome thank you ma'am, he drawled softly. Impatience crept into Miss Caroline's voice: "Here Walter come and get it." Walter shook his head again. When Walter shook his a head a third time someone whispered, "Go on and tell her Scout." I turned around and saw most of the town people and the entire bus delegation looking at me. 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?" "What is it Jean Louise?" "Miss Caroline, he's a Cunningham." I sat back down."
To kill a Mocking Bird
