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The
sun
,
driving
straight
down
,
stung
with
its
rays
.
The
shadows
of
the
truck
bed
were
dark
bars
on
the
ground
,
and
the
truck
smelled
of
hot
oil
and
oilcloth
and
paint
.
The
few
chickens
had
left
the
yard
to
hide
in
the
tool
shed
from
the
sun
.
In
the
sty
the
pigs
lay
panting
,
close
to
the
fence
where
a
thin
shadow
fell
,
and
they
complained
shrilly
now
and
then
.
The
two
dogs
were
stretched
in
the
red
dust
under
the
truck
,
panting
,
their
dripping
tongues
covered
with
dust
.
Pa
pulled
his
hat
low
over
his
eyes
and
squatted
down
on
his
hams
.
And
,
as
though
this
were
his
natural
position
of
thought
and
observation
,
he
surveyed
Tom
critically
,
the
new
but
aging
cap
,
the
suit
,
and
the
new
shoes
.
"
Did
you
spen
’
your
money
for
them
clothes
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Them
clothes
are
jus
’
gonna
be
a
nuisance
to
ya
.
"
"
They
give
’
em
to
me
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
When
I
come
out
they
give
’
em
to
me
.
"
He
took
off
his
cap
and
looked
at
it
with
some
admiration
,
then
wiped
his
forehead
with
it
and
put
it
on
rakishly
and
pulled
at
the
visor
.
Pa
observed
,
"
Them
’
s
a
nice
-
lookin
’
pair
a
shoes
they
give
ya
.
"
"
Yeah
,
"
Joad
agreed
.
"
Purty
for
nice
,
but
they
ain
’
t
no
shoes
to
go
walkin
’
aroun
’
in
on
a
hot
day
.
"
He
squatted
beside
his
father
.
Noah
said
slowly
,
"
Maybe
if
you
got
them
side
-
boards
all
true
on
,
we
could
load
up
this
stuff
.
Load
her
up
so
maybe
if
Al
comes
in
—
"
"
I
can
drive
her
,
if
that
’
s
what
you
want
,
"
Tom
said
.
"
I
drove
truck
at
McAlester
.
"
"
Good
,
"
said
Pa
,
and
then
his
eyes
stared
down
the
road
.
"
If
I
ain
’
t
mistaken
,
there
’
s
a
young
smart
aleck
draggin
’
his
tail
home
right
now
,
"
he
said
.
"
Looks
purty
wore
out
,
too
.
"
Tom
and
the
preacher
looked
up
the
road
.
And
randy
Al
,
seeing
he
was
being
noticed
,
threw
back
his
shoulders
,
and
he
came
into
the
yard
with
a
swaying
strut
like
that
of
a
rooster
about
to
crow
.
Cockily
,
he
walked
close
before
he
recognized
Tom
;
and
when
he
did
,
his
boasting
face
changed
,
and
admiration
and
veneration
shone
in
his
eyes
,
and
his
swagger
fell
away
.
