Today Aunt Alexandra and her missionary circle were fighting the good fight all over the house. They had spent two afternoons at the creek, they said they were going in naked and I couldn’t come, so I divided the lonely hours between Calpurnia and Miss Maudie. Jem had discovered with angry amazement that nobody had ever bothered to teach Dill how to swim, a skill Jem considered necessary as walking. Dill would be leaving for Meridian tomorrow today he was off with Jem at Barker’s Eddy. So did Aunt Alexandra, I guess, because she had let Calpurnia serve today. I admired the ease and grace with which she handled heavy loads of dainty things. She backed up to the swinging door and pressed gently. Calpurnia wore her stiffest starched apron.
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