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Lookut his color. " The members of the family looked at the earth again in shame. "Fried dough, " Ma said. "One month we been here. An' Tom had five days' work. An' the rest of you scrabblin' out ever' day, an' no work. An' scairt to talk. An' the money gone. You're scairt to talk it out. Ever' night you jes' eat, then you get wanderin' away. Can't bear to talk it out. Well, you got to. Rosasharn ain't far from due, an' lookut her color. You got to talk it out. Now don't none of you get up till we figger somepin out. One day' more grease an' two days' flour, an' ten potatoes. You set here an' get busy! " They looked at the ground. Pa cleaned his thick nails with his pocket knife. Uncle John picked at a splinter on the box he sat on. Tom pinched his lower lip and pulled it away from his teeth. He released his lip and said softly, "We been a-lookin', Ma. Been walkin' out sence we can't use the gas no more. Been goin' in ever' gate, walkin' up to ever' house, even when we knowed they wasn't gonna be nothin'. Puts a weight on ya. Goin' out lookin' for somepin you know you ain't gonna find. " Ma said fiercely, "You ain't got the right to get discouraged. This here fambly's goin' under. You jus' ain't got the right. " Pa inspected his scraped nail. "We gotta go, " he said. "We didn' wanta go. It's nice here, an' folks is nice here. We're feared we'll have to go live in one a them Hoovervilles. " "Well, if we got to, we got to. First thing is, we got to eat. " Al broke in. "I got a tankful a gas in the truck. I didn' let nobody get into that. " Tom smiled. "This here Al got a lot of sense along with he's randy-pandy. " "Now you figger, " Ma said. "I ain't watchin' this here fambly starve no more. One day' more grease. That's what we got. Come time for Rosasharn to lay in, she got to be fed up. You figger! " "This here hot water an' toilets—" Pa began. "Well, we can't eat no toilets. " Tom said, "They was a fella come by today lookin' for men to go to Marysville. Pickin' fruit. " "Well, why don' we go to Marysville? " Ma demanded. "I dunno, " said Tom. "Didn' seem right, somehow. He was so an