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Chapter 22
I’dlearnthatstuffquick,an’I’dlikeit.»
Pagrunted,andtheydrovebacktowardthecampinsilence.
Whenthecommitteeleft,MasatdownonaboxinfrontoftheJoadtent,andshelookedhelplesslyatRoseofSharon.«Well—"shesaid,«well—Iain’tbeensoperkedupinyears.Wasn’tthemladiesnice?»
«Igettoworkinthenursery,"RoseofSharonsaid.«Theytol’me.Icanfindoutallhowtodoforbabies,an’thenI’llknow.»
Manoddedinwonder.«Wouldn’itbeniceifthemen-folksallgotwork?»sheasked.«Thema-workin,an’alittlemoneycomin’in?»Hereyeswanderedintospace.«Thema-workin’,an’usa-workin’here,an’allthemnicepeople.FustthingwegetalittleaheadI’dgetmealittlestove—niceone.Theydon’costmuch.An’thenwe’dgetatent,bigenough,an’maybesecon’-han’springsforthebeds.An’we’dusethisheretentjus’toeatunder.An’Sat’dynightwe’llgotothedancin’.Theysaysyoucaninvitefolksifyouwant.Iwishtwehadsomefrien’stoinvite.Maybethemen’llknowsomebodytoinvite.»
RoseofSharonpeereddowntheroad.«ThatladythatsaysI’lllosethebaby—"shebegan.
«Nowyoustopthat,"Mawarnedher.
RoseofSharonsaidsoftly,«Iseenher.She’sa-comin’here,Ithink.Yeah!Hereshecomes.Ma,don’tlether—"
Maturnedandlookedattheapproachingfigure.
«Howdy,"thewomansaid.«I’mMis’Sandry—LisbethSandry.Iseenyourgirlthismornin’.»
«Howdydo,"saidMa.
