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A
frying
pan
of
grease
sputtered
over
the
fire
,
and
it
splashed
and
hissed
when
Ma
dropped
the
pone
in
with
a
spoon
.
She
mixed
flour
with
grease
in
a
kettle
and
added
water
and
salt
and
stirred
the
gravy
.
The
coffee
began
to
turn
over
in
the
gallon
can
,
and
the
smell
of
coffee
rose
from
it
.
Pa
wandered
back
from
the
sanitary
unit
,
and
Ma
looked
critically
up
.
Pa
said
,
«
Ya
say
Tom
’
s
got
work
?
»
«
Yes
,
sir
.
Went
out
’
fore
we
was
awake
.
Now
look
in
that
box
an
’
get
you
some
clean
overhalls
an
’
a
shirt
.
An
’
Pa
,
I
’
m
awful
busy
.
You
git
in
Ruthie
an
’
Winfiel
’
s
ears
.
They
’
s
hot
water
.
Will
you
do
that
?
Scrounge
aroun
’
in
their
ears
good
,
an
’
their
necks
.
Get
’
em
red
an
’
shinin
’
.
»
«
Never
seen
you
so
bubbly
,
"
Pa
said
.
Ma
cried
,
«
This
here
’
s
the
time
the
fambly
got
to
get
decent
.
Comin
’
acrost
they
wasn
’
t
no
chancet
.
But
now
we
can
.
Th
’
ow
your
dirty
overhalls
in
the
tent
an
’
I
’
ll
wash
’
em
out
.
»
Pa
went
inside
the
tent
,
and
in
a
moment
he
came
out
with
pale
blue
,
washed
overalls
and
shirt
on
.
And
he
led
the
sad
and
startled
children
toward
the
sanitary
unit
.
Ma
called
after
him
,
«
Scrounge
aroun
’
good
in
their
ears
.
»
Uncle
John
came
to
the
door
of
the
men
’
s
side
and
looked
out
,
and
then
he
went
back
and
sat
on
the
toilet
a
long
time
and
held
his
aching
head
in
his
hands
.
Ma
had
taken
up
a
panload
of
brown
pone
and
was
dropping
spoons
of
dough
in
the
grease
for
a
second
pan
when
a
shadow
fell
on
the
ground
beside
her
.
She
looked
over
her
shoulder
.
A
little
man
dressed
all
in
white
stood
behind
her
—
a
man
with
a
thin
,
brown
,
lined
face
and
merry
eyes
.
He
was
lean
as
a
picket
.
His
white
clean
clothes
were
frayed
at
the
seams
.
He
smiled
at
Ma
.
«
Good
morning
,
"
he
said
.
Ma
looked
at
his
white
clothes
and
her
face
hardened
with
suspicion
.
