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«
Well
,
"
said
Jessie
,
«
it
ain
’
t
this
committee
’
s
business
to
go
a
-
babblin
’
,
but
I
won
’
t
pass
no
names
.
Lady
come
in
las
’
week
,
an
’
she
got
in
here
’
fore
the
committee
got
to
her
,
an
’
she
had
her
ol
’
man
’
s
pants
in
the
toilet
,
an
’
she
says
,
’
It
’
s
too
low
,
an
’
it
ain
’
t
big
enough
.
Bust
your
back
over
her
,
’
she
says
.
’
Why
couldn
’
they
stick
her
higher
?
’
"
The
committee
smiled
superior
smiles
.
»
Ella
broke
in
,
«
Says
,
’
Can
’
t
put
’
nough
in
at
oncet
.
’
"
And
Ella
weathered
Jessie
’
s
stern
glance
.
Jessie
said
,
«
We
got
our
troubles
with
toilet
paper
.
Rule
says
you
can
’
t
take
none
away
from
here
.
»
She
clicked
her
tongue
sharply
.
«
Whole
camp
chips
in
for
toilet
paper
.
»
For
a
moment
she
was
silent
,
and
then
she
confessed
,
«
Number
Four
is
usin
’
more
than
any
other
.
Somebody
’
s
a
-
stealin
’
it
.
Come
up
in
general
ladies
’
meetin
’
.
’
Ladies
’
side
,
Unit
Number
Four
is
usin
’
too
much
.
’
Come
right
up
in
meetin
’
!
»
Ma
was
following
the
conversation
breathlessly
.
«
Stealin
’
it
—
what
for
?
»
«
Well
,
"
said
Jessie
,
«
we
had
trouble
before
.
Las
’
time
they
was
three
little
girls
cuttin
’
paper
dolls
out
of
it
.
Well
,
we
caught
them
.
But
this
time
we
don
’
t
know
.
Hardly
put
a
roll
out
’
fore
it
’
s
gone
.
Come
right
up
in
meetin
’
.
One
lady
says
we
oughta
have
a
little
bell
that
rings
ever
’
time
the
roll
turns
oncet
.
Then
we
could
count
how
many
ever
’
body
takes
.
»
She
shook
her
head
.
«
I
jes
’
don
’
know
,
"
she
said
.
«
I
been
worried
all
week
.
Somebody
’
s
a
-
stealin
’
toilet
paper
from
Unit
Four
.
»
From
the
doorway
came
a
whining
voice
,
«
Mis
’
Bullitt
.
»
The
committee
turned
.
«
Mis
’
Bullitt
,
I
hearn
what
you
says
.
»
A
flushed
,
perspiring
woman
stood
in
the
doorway
.
«
I
couldn
’
git
up
in
meetin
’
,
Mis
’
Bullitt
.
I
jes
’
couldn
’
.
They
’
d
a
-
laughed
or
somepin
.
»
«
What
you
talkin
’
about
?
»
Jessie
advanced
.
«
Well
,
we
-
all
—
maybe
—
it
’
s
us
.
But
we
ain
’
t
a
-
stealin
’
,
Mis
’
Bullitt
.
»
Jessie
advanced
on
her
,
and
the
perspiration
beaded
out
on
the
flustery
confessor
.
«
We
can
’
t
he
’
p
it
,
Mis
’
Bullitt
.
»
«
Now
you
tell
what
you
’
re
tellin
’
,
"
Jessie
said
.
«
This
here
unit
’
s
suffered
a
shame
’
bout
that
toilet
paper
.
»
