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Chapter 2
Allthewinnersgettogoontelevision."
"It’sthegrapes,"saidAllen."HowaboutgoingtoWashington,hotel,shows,meetthePresident,theworks.How’sthatforthegrapes?"
"Howaboutyourschoolwork?"
"It’sthissummer.TheyannouncethewinnersFourthofJuly."
"Well,thatmightbeallright.DoyoureallyloveAmericaordoyouloveprizes?"
"Now,Father,"saidMary,"don’tgospoilingitforthem."
"Ijustwantedtoseparatethecerealfromthemousemask.Theygetallmixedup."
"Pop,wherewouldyousaywecouldlookitup?"
"Lookitup?"
"Sure,likewhatsomeotherguyssaid—"
"Yourgreat-grandfatherhadsomeprettyfinebooks.They’reintheattic."
"Likewhat?"
"Oh,likeLincoln’sspeechesandDanielWebsterandHenryClay.YoumighttakealookatThoreauorWaltWhitmanorEmerson—MarkTwaintoo.They’reallupthereintheattic."
"Didyoureadthem,Pop?"
"Hewasmygrandfather.Heusedtoreadthemtomesometimes."
"Maybeyoucouldhelpuswiththeessays."
"Thentheywouldn’tbeyours."
"Okay,"saidAllen."WillyouremembertobringhomesomePeeks?They’refullofironandstuff."
"I’lltry."
"Canwegotothemovies?"
Marysaid,"IthoughtyouweregoingtodyetheEastereggs.I’mboilingthemnow.Youcantakethemoutonthesunporchafterdinner."
"Canwegoupintheatticandlookatthebooks?"
"Ifyouturnoutthelightafter.Onceitburnedforaweek.Youleftiton,Ethan."
