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«
Uh
-
uh
!
»
said
the
girl
.
«
An
’
you
jes
’
set
there
an
’
didn
’
redd
up
the
camp
none
!
»
Ma
gathered
up
the
tin
dishes
as
she
spoke
.
«
We
got
to
get
in
shape
,
"
she
said
.
«
Come
on
,
stir
!
Get
that
sack
and
kinda
sweep
along
the
groun
’
.
»
She
picked
up
the
equipment
,
put
the
pans
in
their
box
and
the
box
in
the
tent
.
«
Get
them
beds
neat
,
"
she
ordered
.
«
I
tell
ya
I
ain
’
t
never
felt
nothin
’
so
nice
as
that
water
.
»
Rose
of
Sharon
listlessly
followed
orders
.
«
Ya
think
Connie
’
ll
be
back
today
?
»
«
Maybe
—
maybe
not
.
Can
’
t
tell
.
»
«
You
sure
he
knows
where
-
at
to
come
?
»
«
Sure
.
»
«
Ma
—
ya
don
’
think
—
they
could
a
killed
him
when
they
burned
-
?
»
«
Not
him
,
"
Ma
said
confidently
.
«
He
can
travel
when
he
wants
jackrabbit
-
quick
an
’
fox
-
sneaky
.
»
«
I
wisht
he
’
d
come
.
»
«
He
’
ll
come
when
he
comes
.
»
