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Chapter 10
Allplantswereindividuals,notthemassofcrop;andtheraggedwillowtreewasitself,standingfreeofallotherwillowtrees.Theearthcontributedalighttotheevening.Thefrontofthegray,paintlesshouse,facingthewest,wasluminousasthemoonis.Thegraydustytruck,intheyardbeforethedoor,stoodoutmagicallyinthislight,intheoverdrawnperspectiveofastereopticon.
Thepeopletoowerechangedintheevening,quieted.Theyseemedtobeapartofanorganizationoftheunconscious.Theyobeyedimpulseswhichregisteredonlyfaintlyintheirthinkingminds.Theireyeswereinwardandquiet,andtheireyes,too,werelucentintheevening,lucentindustyfaces.
Thefamilymetatthemostimportantplace,nearthetruck.Thehousewasdead,andthefieldsweredead;butthistruckwastheactivething,thelivingprinciple.TheancientHudson,withbentandscarredradiatorscreen,withgreaseindustyglobulesatthewornedgeofeverymovingpart,withhubcapsgoneandcapsofreddustintheirplaces—thiswasthenewhearth,thelivingcenterofthefamily;halfpassengercarandhalftruck,high-sidedandclumsy.
Pawalkedaroundthetruck,lookingatit,andthenhesquatteddowninthedustandfoundasticktodrawwith.Onefootwasflattotheground,theotherrestedontheballandslightlyback,sothatonekneewashigherthantheother.Leftforearmrestedonthelower,left,knee;therightelbowontherightknee,andtherightfistcuppedforthechin.Pasquattedthere,lookingatthetruck,hischininhiscuppedfist.
