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«
Can
’
t
go
nowhere
else
till
we
know
where
we
’
re
at
,
"
Pa
said
.
«
We
got
to
ast
about
work
.
»
Tom
opened
the
door
and
stepped
out
.
The
family
climbed
down
from
the
load
and
looked
curiously
at
the
camp
.
Ruthie
and
Winfield
,
from
the
habit
of
the
road
,
took
down
the
bucket
and
walked
toward
the
willows
,
where
there
would
be
water
;
and
the
line
of
children
parted
for
them
and
closed
after
them
.
The
flaps
of
the
first
shack
parted
and
a
woman
looked
out
.
Her
gray
hair
was
braided
,
and
she
wore
a
dirty
,
flowered
Mother
Hubbard
.
Her
face
was
wizened
and
dull
,
deep
gray
pouches
under
blank
eyes
,
and
a
mouth
slack
and
loose
.
Pa
said
,
«
Can
we
jus
’
pull
up
anywheres
an
’
camp
?
»
The
head
was
withdrawn
inside
the
shack
.
For
a
moment
there
was
quiet
and
then
the
flaps
were
pushed
aside
and
a
bearded
man
in
shirt
sleeves
stepped
out
.
The
woman
looked
out
after
him
,
but
she
did
not
come
into
the
open
.
The
bearded
man
said
,
«
Howdy
,
folks
,
"
and
his
restless
dark
eyes
jumped
to
each
member
of
the
family
,
and
from
them
to
the
truck
to
the
equipment
.
Pa
said
,
«
I
jus
’
ast
your
woman
if
it
’
s
all
right
to
set
our
stuff
anywheres
.
»
The
bearded
man
looked
at
Pa
intently
,
as
though
he
had
said
something
very
wise
that
needed
thought
.
«
Set
down
anywheres
,
here
in
this
place
?
»
he
asked
.
«
Sure
.
Anybody
own
this
place
,
that
we
got
to
see
’
fore
we
can
camp
?
»
The
bearded
man
squinted
one
eye
nearly
closed
and
studied
Pa
.
«
You
wanta
camp
here
?
»
