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Mack
asked
,
«
How
is
it
out
at
the
main
gate
—
hear
anything
?
»
«
Well
,
they
was
out
there
yellin
’
all
day
.
State
police
got
it
in
hand
.
They
’
re
runnin
’
the
hell
outa
them
smart
guys
.
I
heard
they
’
s
a
long
lean
son
-
of
-
a
-
bitch
spark
-
pluggin
’
the
thing
.
Fella
says
they
’
ll
get
him
tonight
,
an
’
then
she
’
ll
go
to
pieces
.
»
«
We
won
’
t
have
no
job
if
it
comes
too
easy
,
"
Mack
said
.
«
We
’
ll
have
a
job
,
all
right
.
These
goddamn
Okies
!
You
got
to
watch
’
em
all
the
time
.
Things
get
a
little
quiet
,
we
can
always
stir
’
em
up
a
little
.
»
«
Have
trouble
when
they
cut
the
rate
here
,
I
guess
.
»
«
We
sure
will
.
No
,
you
needn
’
worry
about
us
havin
’
work
—
not
while
Hooper
’
s
snubbin
’
close
.
»
The
fire
roared
in
the
Joad
house
.
Hamburger
patties
splashed
and
hissed
in
the
grease
,
and
the
potatoes
bubbled
.
The
house
was
full
of
smoke
,
and
the
yellow
lantern
light
threw
heavy
black
shadows
on
the
walls
.
Ma
worked
quickly
about
the
fire
while
Rose
of
Sharon
sat
on
a
box
resting
her
heavy
abdomen
on
her
knees
.
«
Feelin
’
better
now
?
»
Ma
asked
.
«
Smell
a
cookin
’
gets
me
.
I
’
m
hungry
,
too
.
»
