We were called to went home to have supper by Calpurnia and after that we went back to the court house. We were waiting to be announced that we’d won but after a long time, we were told we failed.
Jem cried and insisted that it wasn’t right. Atticus said they’ve done it before they did it that night and they would do it again. The next morning, when Atticus saw so much food which was used to show their appreciation, his eyes filled with tears. After that, Miss Maudie treated us as friendly as usual. And she told us Atticus was the only man who could keep a jury out for so long in a case. We were making a step. But Miss Stephanie seemed glad to tell us that Mr. Bob Ewell spat in Atticus’s face.
We were afraid that Ewell would do something bad to Atticus, but Atticus said we should have done that. Then we talked about the case and how it would be fair with Atticus.
Tom was running during his exercise period and he was shot because he went over the fence.
Atticus drove to visit Tom’s wife and children.
Mr. Underwood wrote an editorial about Tom’s death.
School started and Miss Gates said Adolf Hitler had persecuted the Jews. But I wondered why she hated Hitler so much.
Mr. Ewell was fired because of his laziness. He once tried to steal Judge Taylor. He tailed after and abused Helen, Tom’s wife. But Link Deas helped her.
Jem took me to the school to perform a play and I acted as a ham that night. On our way home, we were attacked by a man and another man carried injured Jem home. Seeing this, Aunty called for Dr. Reynold at once and Atticus called for Mr. Tate. Dr. Reynolds said Jem would be as good as new. And Mr. Tate said he found Bob Ewell was lying on the ground under the tree and he was dead. I got to know the person who carried Jem home and stood in the corner is Mr. Arthur.
After asking me questions, Mr. Tate and Atticus came into disagreement about who killed Ewell but at last, to protect Mr. Arthur, Mr. Tate, Mr. Tate made a decision and conclusion that Mr. Ewell fell on his own knife on the floor and was killed himself.
I sent Arthur back home. When I was in his yard, I got to understand everything. As Atticus said “you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them”.