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Pa
nodded
his
head
slowly
at
Ma
’
s
words
.
«
She
’
s
right
,
"
he
said
.
«
It
gives
a
fella
relief
to
tell
,
but
it
jus
’
spreads
out
his
sin
.
»
Uncle
John
looked
up
to
the
sun
-
gold
mountains
,
and
the
mountains
were
reflected
in
his
eyes
.
«
I
wisht
I
could
run
it
down
,
"
he
said
.
«
But
I
can
’
t
.
She
’
s
a
-
bitin
’
in
my
guts
.
»
Behind
him
Rose
of
Sharon
moved
dizzily
out
of
the
tent
.
«
Where
’
s
Connie
?
»
she
asked
irritably
.
«
I
ain
’
t
seen
Connie
for
a
long
time
.
Where
’
d
he
go
?
»
«
I
ain
’
t
seen
him
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
If
I
see
’
im
,
I
’
ll
tell
’
im
you
want
’
im
.
»
«
I
ain
’
t
feelin
’
good
,
"
said
Rose
of
Sharon
.
«
Connie
shouldn
’
of
left
me
.
»
Ma
looked
up
to
the
girl
’
s
swollen
face
.
«
You
been
a
-
cryin
’
,
"
she
said
.
The
tears
started
freshly
in
Rose
of
Sharon
’
s
eyes
.
Ma
went
on
firmly
,
«
You
git
aholt
on
yaself
.
They
’
s
a
lot
of
us
here
.
You
git
aholt
on
yaself
.
Come
here
now
an
’
peel
some
potatoes
.
You
’
re
feelin
’
sorry
for
yaself
.
»
The
girl
started
to
go
back
in
the
tent
.
She
tried
to
avoid
Ma
’
s
stern
eyes
,
but
they
compelled
her
and
she
came
slowly
toward
the
fire
.
«
He
shouldn
’
of
went
away
,
"
she
said
,
but
the
tears
were
gone
.
