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The
preacher
,
staring
off
across
the
fields
,
said
,
"
Somebody
’
s
comin
’
.
Look
!
Down
there
,
right
through
the
cotton
.
"
Joad
looked
where
Casy
’
s
finger
pointed
.
"
Comin
’
afoot
,
"
he
said
.
"
Can
’
t
see
’
im
for
the
dust
he
raises
.
Who
the
hell
’
s
comin
’
here
?
"
They
watched
the
figure
approaching
in
the
evening
light
,
and
the
dust
it
raised
was
reddened
by
the
setting
sun
.
"
Man
,
"
said
Joad
.
The
man
drew
closer
,
and
as
he
walked
past
the
barn
,
Joad
said
,
"
Why
,
I
know
him
.
You
know
him
—
that
’
s
Muley
Graves
.
"
And
he
called
,
"
Hey
,
Muley
!
How
ya
?
"
The
approaching
man
stopped
,
startled
by
the
call
,
and
then
he
came
on
quickly
.
He
was
a
lean
man
,
rather
short
.
His
movements
were
jerky
and
quick
.
He
carried
a
gunny
sack
in
his
hand
.
His
blue
jeans
were
pale
at
knee
and
seat
,
and
he
wore
an
old
black
suit
coat
,
stained
and
spotted
,
the
sleeves
torn
loose
from
the
shoulders
in
back
,
and
ragged
holes
worn
through
at
the
elbows
.
His
black
hat
was
as
stained
as
his
coat
,
and
the
band
,
torn
half
free
,
flopped
up
and
down
as
he
walked
.
Muley
’
s
face
was
smooth
and
unwrinkled
,
but
it
wore
the
truculent
look
of
a
bad
child
’
s
,
the
mouth
held
tight
and
small
,
the
little
eyes
half
scowling
,
half
petulant
.
"
You
remember
Muley
,
"
Joad
said
softly
to
the
preacher
.
"
Who
’
s
that
?
"
the
advancing
man
called
.
Joad
did
not
answer
.
Muley
came
close
,
very
close
,
before
he
made
out
the
faces
.
"
Well
,
I
’
ll
be
damned
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
’
s
Tommy
Joad
.
When
’
d
you
get
out
,
Tommy
?
"
"
Two
days
ago
,
"
said
Joad
.
"
Took
a
little
time
to
hitchhike
home
.
An
’
look
here
what
I
find
.
Where
’
s
my
folks
,
Muley
?
What
’
s
the
house
all
smashed
up
for
,
an
’
cotton
planted
in
the
dooryard
?
"
"
By
God
,
it
’
s
lucky
I
come
by
!
"
said
Muley
.
"
Cause
ol
’
Tom
worried
himself
.
When
they
was
fixin
’
to
move
I
was
settin
’
in
the
kitchen
there
.
I
jus
’
tol
’
Tom
I
wan
’
t
gonna
move
,
by
God
.
I
tol
’
him
that
,
an
’
Tom
says
,
’
I
’
m
worryin
’
myself
about
Tommy
.
S
’
pose
he
comes
home
an
’
they
ain
’
t
nobody
here
.
What
’
ll
he
think
?
’
I
says
,
’
Whyn
’
t
you
write
down
a
letter
?
’
An
’
Tom
says
,
’
Maybe
I
will
.
I
’
ll
think
about
her
.
But
if
I
don
’
t
,
you
keep
your
eye
out
for
Tommy
if
you
’
re
still
aroun
’
.
’
’
I
’
ll
be
aroun
’
,
’
I
says
.
’
I
’
ll
be
aroun
’
till
hell
freezes
over
.
There
ain
’
t
nobody
can
run
a
guy
name
of
Graves
outa
this
country
.
’
An
’
they
ain
’
t
done
it
,
neither
.
"
Joad
said
impatiently
,
"
Where
’
s
my
folks
?
Tell
about
you
standin
’
up
to
’
em
later
,
but
where
’
s
my
folks
?
"
"
Well
,
they
was
gonna
stick
her
out
when
the
bank
come
to
tractorin
’
off
the
place
.
Your
grampa
stood
out
here
with
a
rifle
,
an
’
he
blowed
the
headlights
off
the
cat
’
,
but
she
come
on
just
the
same
.
Your
grampa
didn
’
t
wanta
kill
the
guy
drivin
’
that
cat
’
,
an
’
that
was
Willy
Feeley
,
an
’
Willy
knowed
it
,
so
he
jus
’
come
on
,
an
’
bumped
the
hell
outa
the
house
,
an
’
give
her
a
shake
like
a
dog
shakes
a
rat
.
Well
,
it
took
somepin
outa
Tom
.
Kinda
got
into
’
im
.
He
ain
’
t
been
the
same
ever
since
.
"
