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And
they
stand
still
and
watch
the
potatoes
float
by
,
listen
to
the
screaming
pigs
being
killed
in
a
ditch
and
covered
with
quick
-
lime
,
watch
the
mountains
of
oranges
slop
down
to
a
putrefying
ooze
;
and
in
the
eyes
of
the
people
there
is
the
failure
;
and
in
the
eyes
of
the
hungry
there
is
a
growing
wrath
.
In
the
souls
of
the
people
the
grapes
of
wrath
are
filling
and
growing
heavy
,
growing
heavy
for
the
vintage
.
In
the
weedpatch
camp
,
on
an
evening
when
the
long
,
barred
clouds
hung
over
the
set
sun
and
inflamed
their
edges
,
the
Joad
family
lingered
after
their
supper
.
Ma
hesitated
before
she
started
to
do
the
dishes
.
«
We
got
to
do
somepin
,
"
she
said
.
And
she
pointed
at
Winfield
.
«
Look
at
’
im
,
"
she
said
.
And
when
they
stared
at
the
little
boy
,
«
He
’
s
a
-
jerkin
’
an
’
a
-
twistin
’
in
his
sleep
.
Lookut
his
color
.
»
The
members
of
the
family
looked
at
the
earth
again
in
shame
.
«
Fried
dough
,
"
Ma
said
.
«
One
month
we
been
here
.
An
’
Tom
had
five
days
’
work
.
An
’
the
rest
of
you
scrabblin
’
out
ever
’
day
,
an
’
no
work
.
An
’
scairt
to
talk
.
An
’
the
money
gone
.
You
’
re
scairt
to
talk
it
out
.
Ever
’
night
you
jes
’
eat
,
then
you
get
wanderin
’
away
.
Can
’
t
bear
to
talk
it
out
.
Well
,
you
got
to
.
Rosasharn
ain
’
t
far
from
due
,
an
’
lookut
her
color
.
You
got
to
talk
it
out
.
Now
don
’
t
none
of
you
get
up
till
we
figger
somepin
out
.
One
day
’
more
grease
an
’
two
days
’
flour
,
an
’
ten
potatoes
.
You
set
here
an
’
get
busy
!
»
They
looked
at
the
ground
.
Pa
cleaned
his
thick
nails
with
his
pocket
knife
.
Uncle
John
picked
at
a
splinter
on
the
box
he
sat
on
.
Tom
pinched
his
lower
lip
and
pulled
it
away
from
his
teeth
.
He
released
his
lip
and
said
softly
,
«
We
been
a
-
lookin
’
,
Ma
.
Been
walkin
’
out
sence
we
can
’
t
use
the
gas
no
more
.
Been
goin
’
in
ever
’
gate
,
walkin
’
up
to
ever
’
house
,
even
when
we
knowed
they
wasn
’
t
gonna
be
nothin
’
.
Puts
a
weight
on
ya
.
Goin
’
out
lookin
’
for
somepin
you
know
you
ain
’
t
gonna
find
.
»
Ma
said
fiercely
,
«
You
ain
’
t
got
the
right
to
get
discouraged
.
This
here
fambly
’
s
goin
’
under
.
You
jus
’
ain
’
t
got
the
right
.
»
Pa
inspected
his
scraped
nail
.
«
We
gotta
go
,
"
he
said
.
«
We
didn
’
wanta
go
.
It
’
s
nice
here
,
an
’
folks
is
nice
here
.
We
’
re
feared
we
’
ll
have
to
go
live
in
one
a
them
Hoovervilles
.
»
«
Well
,
if
we
got
to
,
we
got
to
.
First
thing
is
,
we
got
to
eat
.
»
Al
broke
in
.
«
I
got
a
tankful
a
gas
in
the
truck
.
I
didn
’
let
nobody
get
into
that
.
»
Tom
smiled
.
«
This
here
Al
got
a
lot
of
sense
along
with
he
’
s
randy
-
pandy
.
»
«
Now
you
figger
,
"
Ma
said
.
«
I
ain
’
t
watchin
’
this
here
fambly
starve
no
more
.
One
day
’
more
grease
.
That
’
s
what
we
got
.
Come
time
for
Rosasharn
to
lay
in
,
she
got
to
be
fed
up
.
You
figger
!
»
«
This
here
hot
water
an
’
toilets
—
"
Pa
began
.
«
Well
,
we
can
’
t
eat
no
toilets
.
»
Tom
said
,
«
They
was
a
fella
come
by
today
lookin
’
for
men
to
go
to
Marysville
.
Pickin
’
fruit
.
»
