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«
Well
,
she
did
,
"
Ruthie
said
.
«
An
’
the
cor
’
ner
got
her
.
»
She
closed
her
lips
tightly
and
broke
up
a
little
pile
of
sticks
.
Winfield
blinked
at
the
boldness
of
the
attack
.
«
Right
on
the
truck
,
"
he
echoed
.
«
Cor
’
ner
stuck
her
in
a
big
basket
.
»
Ma
said
,
«
You
shush
now
,
both
of
you
,
or
you
got
to
go
away
.
»
And
she
fed
twigs
into
the
fire
.
Down
the
line
Al
had
strolled
to
watch
the
valve
-
grinding
job
.
«
Looks
like
you
’
re
’
bout
through
,
"
he
said
.
«
Two
more
.
»
«
Is
they
any
girls
in
this
here
camp
?
»
«
I
got
a
wife
,
"
said
the
young
man
.
«
I
got
no
time
for
girls
.
»
«
I
always
got
time
for
girls
,
"
said
Al
.
«
I
got
no
time
for
nothin
’
else
.
»
«
You
get
a
little
hungry
an
’
you
’
ll
change
.
»
Al
laughed
.
«
Maybe
.
But
I
ain
’
t
never
changed
that
notion
yet
.
»
«
Fella
I
talked
to
while
ago
,
he
’
s
with
you
,
ain
’
t
he
?
»
