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Summer was our best season: It was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the tree house; Summer was everything good to eat; It was a thousand colors in a parched landscape; but most of all, summer was Dill. 
Now that I was compelled to think about it, reading was something that just came to me, as learning to fasten the seat of my union suit without looking around, or achieving two bows from a snarl of shoelaces...Until I feared I would lose, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.
"Call a little louder, Jack Finch, and they will hear you at the post office, I haven't heard you yet!" Jem and I thought it was strange to ask for a lady's hand in marriage, but uncle Jack was rather strange. He said he was trying to get Miss Laudie's goat, that he's been trying unsuccessfully for forty years, that he was the last person in the world Miss Laudie would think of marrying, but the first person she thought about teasing, and the best defense to her was the spirited offense, all of which we understood clearly. 
Jem‘s white shirt tail dipped and bobbed like a small ghost dancing away to escape the coming morning. 
As Atticus advised me to do, I tried to CLIMB into Jem's skin and walked around in it: If I had gone alone to Radley's place at two in the morning, my funeral would be held the next afternoon.
He tried to walk flat a great deal. 
IN ONE'S FACE
and DRIED UP when Atticus looked at him.
Jem GAPED at him. 

Jem finally realized that he has been DONE IN by the oldest lawyer's trick on record. When Atticus was out of EARSHOT he jelled after him:" I thought i wanted to be a lawyer but i ain't so sure now!"

Jem grabbed his left wrist and my right wrist, I grabbed my left wrist and Jem's right wrist, we crouched, and Dill sat on our saddle. We raised him and he caught the window still.

Had Jem's pants been safely on him, we would not been slept much anyway. 即使，也不会