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«
Pa
’
ll
talk
to
Al
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
Or
if
Pa
won
’
t
,
I
will
.
»
Wainwright
said
,
«
Good
night
,
then
,
an
’
we
sure
thank
ya
.
»
He
went
around
the
end
of
the
curtain
.
They
could
hear
him
talking
softly
in
the
other
end
of
the
car
,
explaining
the
result
of
his
embassy
.
Ma
listened
a
moment
,
and
then
,
«
You
fellas
,
"
she
said
.
«
Come
over
an
’
set
here
.
»
Pa
and
Uncle
John
got
heavily
up
from
their
squats
.
They
sat
on
the
mattress
beside
Ma
.
«
Where
’
s
the
little
fellas
?
»
Pa
pointed
to
a
mattress
in
the
corner
.
«
Ruthie
,
she
jumped
Winfiel
’
an
’
bit
’
im
.
Made
’
em
both
lay
down
.
Guess
they
’
re
asleep
.
Rosasharn
,
she
went
to
set
with
a
lady
she
knows
.
»
Ma
sighed
.
«
I
foun
’
Tom
,
"
she
said
softly
.
«
I
—
sent
’
im
away
.
Far
off
.
»
Pa
nodded
slowly
.
Uncle
John
dropped
his
chin
on
his
chest
.
«
Couldn
’
do
nothin
’
else
,
"
Pa
said
.
«
Think
he
could
,
John
?
»
Uncle
John
looked
up
.
«
I
can
’
t
think
nothin
’
out
,
"
he
said
.
«
Don
’
seem
like
I
’
m
hardly
awake
no
more
.
»
«
Tom
’
s
a
good
boy
,
"
Ma
said
;
and
then
she
apologized
,
«
I
didn
’
mean
no
harm
a
-
sayin
’
I
’
d
talk
to
Al
.
»
«
I
know
,
"
Pa
said
quietly
.
«
I
ain
’
t
no
good
any
more
.
Spen
’
all
my
time
a
-
thinkin
’
how
it
use
’
ta
be
.
Spen
’
all
my
time
thinkin
’
of
home
,
an
’
I
ain
’
t
never
gonna
see
it
no
more
.
»
«
This
here
’
s
purtier
—
better
lan
’
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
I
know
.
I
never
even
see
it
,
thinkin
’
how
the
willow
’
s
los
’
its
leaves
now
.
Sometimes
figgerin
’
to
mend
that
hole
in
the
south
fence
.
Funny
!
Woman
takin
’
over
the
fambly
.
Woman
sayin
’
we
’
ll
do
this
here
,
an
’
we
’
ll
go
there
.
An
’
I
don
’
even
care
.
»
«
Woman
can
change
better
’
n
a
man
,
"
Ma
said
soothingly
.
«
Woman
got
all
her
life
in
her
arms
.
Man
got
it
all
in
his
head
.
Don
’
you
mind
.
Maybe
—
well
,
maybe
nex
’
year
we
can
get
a
place
.
»
«
We
got
nothin
’
,
now
,
"
Pa
said
.
«
Comin
’
a
long
time
—
no
work
,
no
crops
.
What
we
gonna
do
then
?
How
we
gonna
git
stuff
to
eat
?
An
’
I
tell
you
Rosasharn
ain
’
t
so
far
from
due
.
Git
so
I
hate
to
think
.
Go
diggin
’
back
to
a
ol
’
time
to
keep
from
thinkin
’
.
Seems
like
our
life
’
s
over
an
’
done
.
»
«
No
,
it
ain
’
t
,
"
Ma
smiled
.
«
It
ain
’
t
,
Pa
.
An
’
that
’
s
one
more
thing
a
woman
knows
.
I
noticed
that
.
Man
,
he
lives
in
jerks
—
baby
born
an
’
a
man
dies
,
an
’
that
’
s
a
jerk
—
gets
a
farm
an
’
loses
his
farm
,
an
’
that
’
s
a
jerk
.
