Part Two Chapter 13
To Kill a Mockingbird
"Put my bag in the front bedroom, Calpurnia," was the first thing
Aunt Alexandra said. "Jean Louise, stop scratching your head," was the
second thing she said.
Calpurnia picked up Aunty's heavy suitcase and opened the door.
I'll take it, said Jem, and took it. I heard the suitcase hit the
bedroom floor with a thump. The sound had a dull permanence about it.
"Have you come for a visit, Aunty?" I asked. Aunt Alexandra's visits
from the Landing were rare, and she traveled in state. She owned a
bright green square Buick and a black chauffeur, both kept in an
unhealthy state of tidiness, but today they were nowhere to be seen.
To Kill a Mockingbird
"Put my bag in the front bedroom, Calpurnia," was the first thing
Aunt Alexandra said. "Jean Louise, stop scratching your head," was the
second thing she said.
Calpurnia picked up Aunty's heavy suitcase and opened the door.
I'll take it, said Jem, and took it. I heard the suitcase hit the
bedroom floor with a thump. The sound had a dull permanence about it.
"Have you come for a visit, Aunty?" I asked. Aunt Alexandra's visits
from the Landing were rare, and she traveled in state. She owned a
bright green square Buick and a black chauffeur, both kept in an
unhealthy state of tidiness, but today they were nowhere to be seen.
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