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«
Well
,
she
oughta
be
up
on
her
feet
.
Oughta
be
walkin
’
aroun
’
.
»
«
She
can
’
t
,
"
Ma
said
.
«
She
ain
’
t
got
the
strength
.
»
«
Well
,
she
oughta
.
»
Mrs
.
Wainwright
grew
quiet
and
stern
with
efficiency
.
«
I
he
’
ped
with
lots
,
"
she
said
.
«
Come
on
,
le
’
s
close
that
door
,
nearly
.
Keep
out
the
draf
’
.
»
The
two
women
pushed
on
the
heavy
sliding
door
,
boosted
it
along
until
only
a
foot
was
open
.
«
I
’
ll
git
our
lamp
,
too
,
"
Mrs
.
Wainwright
said
.
Her
face
was
purple
with
excitement
.
«
Aggie
,
"
she
called
.
«
You
take
care
of
these
here
little
fellas
.
»
Ma
nodded
,
«
Tha
’
s
right
.
Ruthie
!
You
an
’
Winfiel
’
go
down
with
Aggie
.
Go
on
now
.
»
«
Why
?
»
they
demanded
.
«
’
Cause
you
got
to
.
Rosasharn
gonna
have
her
baby
.
»
«
I
wanta
watch
,
Ma
.
Please
let
me
.
»
«
Ruthie
!
You
git
now
.
You
git
quick
.
»
There
was
no
argument
against
such
a
tone
.
Ruthie
and
Winfield
went
reluctantly
down
the
car
.
Ma
lighted
the
lantern
.
Mrs
.
Wainwright
brought
her
Rochester
lamp
down
and
set
it
on
the
floor
,
and
its
big
circular
flame
lighted
the
boxcar
brightly
.
Ruthie
and
Winfield
stood
behind
the
brush
pile
and
peered
over
.
«
Gonna
have
a
baby
,
an
’
we
’
re
a
-
gonna
see
,
"
Ruthie
said
softly
.
«
Don
’
t
you
make
no
noise
now
.
Ma
won
’
t
let
us
watch
.
If
she
looks
this
-
a
-
way
,
you
scrunch
down
behin
’
the
brush
.
Then
we
’
ll
see
.
»
