P.S. 《谁杀死了知更鸟》，英文：Who killed Cock Robin，Robin译为知更鸟；小说《杀死一只知更鸟》，英文：To Kill a Mockingbird，Mockingbird译为反舌鸟，所以又名《杀死一只反舌鸟》。
When I passedthe Radley Place for the fourth time that day- twice at a full gallop- my gloomhad deepened to match the house. If the remainder of the school year were asfraught with drama as the first day, perhaps it would be mildly entertaining,but the prospect of spending nine months refraining from reading and writingmade me think of running away.
By lateafternoon most of my traveling plans were complete; when Jem and I raced eachother up the sidewalk to meet Atticus coming home from work, I didn't give himmuch of a race. It was our habit to run meet Atticus the moment we saw himround the post office corner in the distance. Atticus seemed to have forgottenmy noontime fall from grace; he was full of questions about school. My replieswere monosyllabic and he did not press me.
PerhapsCalpurnia sensed that my day had been a grim one: she let me watch her fixsupper. "Shut your eyes and open your mouth and I'll give you asurprise," she said.
It was not oftenthat she made crackling bread, she said she never had time, but with both of usat school today had been an easy one for her. She knew I loved crackling bread.
"I missedyou today," she said. "The house got so lonesome 'long about twoo'clock I had to turn on the radio."
"Why? Jem'nme ain't ever in the house unless it's rainin'."
"Iknow," she said, "But one of you's always in callin' distance. Iwonder how much of the day I spend just callin' after you. Well," shesaid, getting up from the kitchen chair, "it's enough time to make a panof cracklin' bread, I reckon. You run along now and let me get supper on thetable."
Calpurnia bentdown and kissed me. I ran along, wondering what had come over her. She hadwanted to make up with me, that was it. She had always been too hard on me, shehad at last seen the error of her fractious ways, she was sorry and toostubborn to say so. I was weary from the day's crimes.
After supper,Atticus sat down with the paper and called, "Scout, ready to read?"The Lord sent me more than I could bear, and I went to the front porch. Atticusfollowed me.
"Something wrong, Scout?"
I told Atticus Ididn't feel very well and didn't think I'd go to school any more if it was allright with him.
Atticus sat downin the swing and crossed his legs. His fingers wandered to his watchpocket; hesaid that was the only way he could think. He waited in amiable silence, and Isought to reinforce my position: "You never went to school and you do allright, so I'll just stay home too. You can teach me like Granddaddy taught you'n' Uncle Jack."
"No Ican't," said Atticus. "I have to make a living. Besides, they'd putme in jail if I kept you at home- dose of magnesia for you tonight and schooltomorrow."
"I'm feeling all right, really."
"Thoughtso. Now what's the matter?"
Bit by bit, Itold him the day's misfortunes. "-and she said you taught me all wrong, sowe can't ever read any more, ever. Please don't send me back, please sir."
Atticus stood upand walked to the end of the porch. When he completed his examination of thewisteria vine he strolled back to me.
"First of all," he said, "if you can learn a simpletrick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never reallyunderstand a person until you consider things from his point of view-"
"-until youclimb into his skin and walk around in it."
Atticus said Ihad learned many things today, and Miss Caroline had learned several thingsherself. She had learned not to hand something to a Cunningham, for one thing,but if Walter and I had put ourselves in her shoes we'd have seen it was anhonest mistake on her part. We could not expect her to learn all Maycomb's waysin one day, and we could not hold her responsible when she knew no better.
"I'll bedogged," I said. "I didn't know no better than not to read to her,and she held me responsible- listen Atticus, I don't have to go toschool!" I was bursting with a sudden thought. "Burris Ewell, remember?He just goes to school the first day. The truant lady reckons she's carried outthe law when she gets his name on the roll-"
"You can'tdo that, Scout," Atticus said. "Sometimes it's better to bend the lawa little in special cases. In your case, the law remains rigid. So to schoolyou must go."