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Chapter 6
TookthreetripswithyourUncleJohn’swagon.Tookthestovean’thepumpan’thebeds.Youshouldaseenthembedsgooutwithallthemkidsan’yourgranmaan’grampasettin’upagainsttheheadboard,an’yourbrotherNoahsettin’theresmokin’acigarette,an’spittin’la-de-daoverthesideofthewagon."Joadopenedhismouthtospeak."They’reallatyourUncleJohn’s,"Muleysaidquickly.
"Oh!AllatJohn’s.Well,whattheydoin’there?Nowsticktoherforasecond,Muley.Jus’sticktoher.Injus’aminuteyoucangoonyourownway.Whattheydoin’there?"
"Well,theybeenchoppin’cotton,allof’em,eventhekidsan’yourgrampa.Gettin’moneytogethersotheycanshoveonwest.Gonnabuyacarandshoveonwestwhereit’seasylivin’.Thereain’tnothin’here.Fiftycentsacleanacreforchoppin’cotton,an’folksbeggin’forthechancetochop."
"An’theyain’tgoneyet?"
"No,"saidMuley."NotthatIknow.Las’IheardwasfourdaysagowhenIseenyourbrotherNoahoutshootin’jackrabbits,an’hesaysthey’reaimin’togoinabouttwoweeks.Johngothisnoticehegottogetoff.Youjus’goonabouteightmilestoJohn’splace.You’llfindyourfolkspiledinJohn’shouselikegophersinawinterburrow."
"O.K.,"saidJoad."Nowyoucanrideonyourownway.Youain’tchangedabit,Muley.Ifyouwanttotellaboutsomepinoffnorthwest,youpointyournosestraightsoutheast."
Muleysaidtruculently,"Youain’tchangedneither.
