Heck, I... I... I guess that the thing to do is, uh...: Good Lord. I must be losin' my memory I can't remember whether Jem is 12 or 13.Anyway, it'll have to come before the county court. Of course, it's a clear-cut case of self-defense.I'll, uh... Well, I'll run down to the office...Mr. Finch, do you think Jem killed Bob Ewell? Is that what you think? Your boy never stabbed him.Bob Ewell fell on his knife. He killed himself. There's a black man dead for no reason.Now the man responsible for its dead. Let the dead bury the dead this time, Mr. Finch.
