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Chapter 30
An’you’recomin’oryouain’tcomin’,butI’mtakin’Rosasharnan’thelittlefellasoutahere.»
«Wecan’t!»Pasaidweakly.«Awright,then.Maybeyou’llpackRosasharntothehighway,anyways,an’thencomeback.Itain’trainin’now,an’we’rea’goin’.»
«Awright,we’llgo,"Pasaid.Alsaid,«Ma,Iain’tgoin’.»
«Whynot?»
«Well—Aggie—why,heran’me—"Masmiled.«’Course,"shesaid.«Youstayhere,Al.Takecareofthestuff.Whenthewatergoesdown—why,we’llcomeback.Comequick,’foreitrainsagain,"shetoldPa.«Comeon,Rosasharn.We’regoin’toadryplace.»
«Icanwalk.»
«Maybealittle,ontheroad.Gityourbackbent,Pa.»
Paslippedintothewaterandstoodwaiting.MahelpedRoseofSharondownfromtheplatformandsteadiedheracrossthecar.Patookherinhisarms,heldherashighashecould,andpushedhiswaycarefullythroughthedeepwater,aroundthecar,andtothehighway.Hesetherdownonherfeetandheldontoher.UncleJohncarriedRuthieandfollowed.Masliddownintothewater,andforamomentherskirtsbillowedoutaroundher.
«Winfiel’,setonmyshoulder.Al—we’llcomebacksoon’sthewater’sdown.Al—"Shepaused.«If—ifTomcomes—tellhimwe’llbeback.Tellhimbecareful.Winfiel’!Climbonmyshoulder—there!Now,keepyourfeetstill.»Shestaggeredoffthroughthebreast-highwater.AtthehighwayembankmenttheyhelpedherupandliftedWinfieldfromhershoulder.
