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"
Ever
’
body
knowed
it
was
no
fault
of
yours
,
"
said
Muley
.
"
Ol
’
man
Turnbull
said
he
was
gonna
get
you
when
ya
come
out
.
Says
nobody
can
kill
one
a
his
boys
.
All
the
folks
hereabouts
talked
him
outa
it
,
though
.
"
"
We
was
drunk
,
"
Joad
said
softly
.
"
Drunk
at
a
dance
.
I
don
’
know
how
she
started
.
An
’
then
I
felt
that
knife
go
in
me
,
an
’
that
sobered
me
up
.
Fust
thing
I
see
is
Herb
comin
’
for
me
again
with
his
knife
.
They
was
this
here
shovel
leanin
’
against
the
schoolhouse
,
so
I
grabbed
it
an
’
smacked
’
im
over
the
head
.
I
never
had
nothing
against
Herb
.
He
was
a
nice
fella
.
Come
a
-
bullin
’
after
my
sister
Rosasharn
when
he
was
a
little
fella
.
No
,
I
liked
Herb
.
"
"
Well
,
ever
’
body
tol
’
his
pa
that
,
an
’
finally
cooled
’
im
down
.
Somebody
says
they
’
s
Hatfield
blood
on
his
mother
’
s
side
in
ol
’
Turnbull
,
an
’
he
’
s
got
to
live
up
to
it
.
I
don
’
t
know
about
that
.
Him
an
’
his
folks
went
on
to
California
six
months
ago
.
"
Joad
took
the
last
of
the
rabbit
from
the
wire
and
passed
it
around
.
He
settled
back
and
ate
more
slowly
now
,
chewed
evenly
,
and
wiped
the
grease
from
his
mouth
with
his
sleeve
.
And
his
eyes
,
dark
and
half
closed
,
brooded
as
he
looked
into
the
dying
fire
.
"
Ever
’
body
’
s
goin
’
west
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
got
me
a
parole
to
keep
.
Can
’
t
leave
the
state
.
"
"
Parole
?
"
Muley
asked
.
"
I
heard
about
them
.
How
do
they
work
?
"
"
Well
,
I
got
out
early
,
three
years
early
.
They
’
s
stuff
I
gotta
do
,
or
they
send
me
back
in
.
Got
to
report
ever
’
so
often
.
"
"
How
they
treat
ya
there
in
McAlester
?
My
woman
’
s
cousin
was
in
McAlester
an
’
they
give
him
hell
.
"
"
It
ain
’
t
so
bad
,
"
said
Joad
.
"
Like
ever
’
place
else
.
They
give
ya
hell
if
ya
raise
hell
.
You
get
along
O
.
K
.
les
’
some
guard
gets
it
in
for
ya
.
Then
you
catch
plenty
hell
.
I
got
along
O
.
K
.
Minded
my
own
business
,
like
any
guy
would
.
I
learned
to
write
nice
as
hell
.
Birds
an
’
stuff
like
that
,
too
;
not
just
word
writin
’
.
My
ol
’
man
’
ll
be
sore
when
he
sees
me
whip
out
a
bird
in
one
stroke
.
Pa
’
s
gonna
be
mad
when
he
sees
me
do
that
.
He
don
’
t
like
no
fancy
stuff
like
that
.
He
don
’
t
even
like
word
writin
’
.
Kinda
scares
’
im
I
guess
.
Ever
’
time
Pa
seen
writin
’
,
somebody
took
somepin
away
from
’
im
.
"
"
They
didn
’
t
give
you
no
beatin
’
s
or
nothin
’
like
that
?
"
"
No
,
I
jus
’
tended
my
own
affairs
.
’
Course
you
get
goddamn
good
an
’
sick
a
-
doin
’
the
same
thing
day
after
day
for
four
years
.
If
you
done
somepin
you
was
ashamed
of
,
you
might
think
about
that
.
But
,
hell
,
if
I
seen
Herb
Turnbull
comin
’
for
me
with
a
knife
right
now
,
I
’
d
squash
him
down
with
a
shovel
again
.
"
