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Pa
,
seated
on
the
bottom
step
,
said
,
"
Thought
you
was
gonna
be
all
week
.
Get
her
fixed
?
"
"
We
was
pig
lucky
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
Got
a
part
’
fore
dark
.
We
can
get
goin
’
fust
thing
in
the
mornin
’
.
"
"
That
’
s
a
pretty
nice
thing
,
"
said
Pa
.
"
Ma
’
s
worried
.
Ya
Granma
’
s
off
her
chump
.
"
"
Yeah
,
Al
tol
’
me
.
She
any
better
now
?
"
"
Well
,
anyways
she
’
s
a
-
sleepin
’
.
"
The
proprietor
said
,
"
If
you
wanta
pull
in
here
an
’
camp
it
’
ll
cost
you
four
bits
.
Get
a
place
to
camp
an
’
water
an
’
wood
.
An
’
nobody
won
’
t
bother
you
.
"
"
What
the
hell
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
We
can
sleep
in
the
ditch
right
beside
the
road
,
an
’
it
won
’
t
cost
nothin
’
.
"
The
owner
drummed
his
knee
with
his
fingers
.
"
Deputy
sheriff
comes
on
by
in
the
night
.
Might
make
it
tough
for
ya
.
Got
a
law
against
sleepin
’
out
in
this
State
.
Got
a
law
about
vagrants
.
"
"
If
I
pay
you
a
half
a
dollar
I
ain
’
t
a
vagrant
,
huh
?
"
"
That
’
s
right
.
"
