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Chapter 26
Shetriedtobitehispalm,buthecuppeditoutoverhermouth,andheheldherdownwithhisotherarm.Andinamomentshelaystill,andinanothermomenttheyweregigglingtogetherinthedrygrass.
«Why,we’llbea-comin’backpurtysoon,"saidAl.«An’I’llhaveapocketfulajack.We’llgodowntoHollywoodan’seethepitchers.»
Shewaslyingonherback.Albentoverher.Andhesawthebrighteveningstarreflectedinhereyes,andhesawtheblackcloudreflectedinhereyes.«We’llgoonthetrain,"hesaid.
«Howlongyathinkit’llbe?»sheasked.
«Oh,maybeamonth,"hesaid.
TheeveningdarkcamedownandPaandUncleJohnsquattedwiththeheadsoffamiliesoutbytheoffice.Theystudiedthenightandthefuture.Thelittlemanager,inhiswhiteclothes,frayedandclean,restedhiselbowsontheporchrail.Hisfacewasdrawnandtired.Hustonlookedupathim.«Youbettergetsomesleep,mister.»
«IguessIought.BabybornlastnightinUnitThree.I’mgettingtobeagoodmidwife.»
«Fellaoughtaknow,"saidHuston.«Marriedfellagottoknow.»
Pasaid,«We’rea-gittin’outinthemornin’.»
«Yeah?Whichwayyougoin’?»
«Thoughtwe’dgoupnorthawhile.Trytogetinthefirstcotton.
Weain’thadwork.We’reoutafood.»
«Knowifthey’sanywork?»Hustonasked.
«No,butwe’resuretheyain’tnonehere.»
«Theywillbe,alittlelater,"Hustonsaid.«We’llholdon.»
«Wehavetogo,"saidPa.«Folksbeensonicehere—an’thetoiletsan’all.Butwegottoeat.Gotatankofgas.
