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"
That
crazy
Muley
done
it
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
He
got
me
clear
jumpy
.
Wakes
me
up
an
’
says
,
’
’
By
,
Tom
.
I
’
m
goin
’
on
.
I
got
places
to
go
.
’
An
’
he
says
,
’
Better
get
goin
’
too
,
so
’
s
you
’
ll
be
offa
this
lan
’
when
the
light
comes
.
’
He
’
s
gettin
’
screwy
as
a
gopher
,
livin
’
like
he
does
.
You
’
d
think
Injuns
was
after
him
.
Think
he
’
s
nuts
?
"
"
Well
,
I
dunno
.
You
seen
that
car
come
las
’
night
when
we
had
a
little
fire
.
You
seen
how
the
house
was
smashed
.
They
’
s
somepin
purty
mean
goin
’
on
.
’
Course
Muley
’
s
crazy
,
all
right
.
Creepin
’
aroun
’
like
a
coyote
;
that
’
s
boun
’
to
make
him
crazy
.
He
’
ll
kill
somebody
purty
soon
an
’
they
’
ll
run
him
down
with
dogs
.
I
can
see
it
like
a
prophecy
.
He
’
ll
get
worse
an
’
worse
.
Wouldn
’
come
along
with
us
,
you
say
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Joad
.
"
I
think
he
’
s
scared
to
see
people
now
.
Wonder
he
come
up
to
us
.
We
’
ll
be
at
Uncle
John
’
s
place
by
sunrise
.
"
They
walked
along
in
silence
for
a
time
,
and
the
late
owls
flew
over
toward
the
barns
,
the
hollow
trees
,
the
tank
houses
,
where
they
hid
from
daylight
.
The
eastern
sky
grew
fairer
and
it
was
possible
to
see
the
cotton
plants
and
the
graying
earth
.
"
Damn
’
if
I
know
how
they
’
re
all
sleepin
’
at
Uncle
John
’
s
.
He
on
’
y
got
one
room
an
’
a
cookin
’
leanto
,
an
’
a
little
bit
of
a
barn
.
Must
be
a
mob
there
now
.
"
The
preacher
said
,
"
I
don
’
t
recollect
that
John
had
a
fambly
.
Just
a
lone
man
,
ain
’
t
he
?
I
don
’
t
recollect
much
about
him
.
"
"
Lonest
goddamn
man
in
the
world
,
"
said
Joad
.
"
Crazy
kind
of
son
-
of
-
a
-
bitch
,
too
—
somepin
like
Muley
,
on
’
y
worse
in
some
ways
.
Might
see
’
im
anywheres
—
at
Shawnee
,
drunk
,
or
visitin
’
a
widow
twenty
miles
away
,
or
workin
’
his
place
with
a
lantern
.
Crazy
.
Ever
’
body
thought
he
wouldn
’
t
live
long
.
A
lone
man
like
that
don
’
t
live
long
.
But
Uncle
John
’
s
older
’
n
Pa
.
Jus
’
gets
stringier
an
’
meaner
ever
’
year
.
Meaner
’
n
Grampa
.
"
"
Look
a
the
light
comin
’
,
"
said
the
preacher
.
"
Silvery
-
like
.
Didn
’
John
never
have
no
fambly
?
"
"
Well
,
yes
,
he
did
,
an
’
that
’
ll
show
you
the
kind
a
fella
he
is
—
set
in
his
ways
.
Pa
tells
about
it
.
Uncle
John
,
he
had
a
young
wife
.
Married
four
months
.
She
was
in
a
family
way
,
too
,
an
’
one
night
she
gets
a
pain
in
her
stomick
,
an
’
she
says
,
’
You
better
go
for
a
doctor
.
’
Well
,
John
,
he
’
s
settin
’
there
,
an
’
he
says
,
’
You
just
got
stomickache
.
You
et
too
much
.
Take
a
dose
a
pain
killer
.
You
crowd
up
ya
stomick
an
ya
’
get
a
stomickache
,
’
he
says
.
Nex
’
noon
she
’
s
outa
her
head
,
an
’
she
dies
at
about
four
in
the
afternoon
.
"
"
What
was
it
?
"
Casy
asked
.
"
Poisoned
from
somepin
she
et
?
"
"
No
,
somepin
jus
’
bust
in
her
.
Ap
-
appendick
or
somepin
.
Well
,
Uncle
John
,
he
’
s
always
been
a
easy
-
goin
’
fella
,
an
’
he
takes
it
hard
.
Takes
it
for
a
sin
.
For
a
long
time
he
won
’
t
have
nothin
’
to
say
to
nobody
.
Just
walks
aroun
’
like
he
don
’
t
see
nothin
’
an
’
he
prays
some
.
Took
’
im
two
years
to
come
out
of
it
,
an
’
then
he
ain
’
t
the
same
.
Sort
of
wild
.
Made
a
damn
nuisance
of
hisself
.
