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D ARL and Jewel and Dewey Dell and I are walking up the hill behind the
wagon. Jewel came back. He came up the road and got into the wagon.
He was walking. Jewel hasn’t got a horse any more. Jewel is my brother. Cash is my brother. Cash has a broken leg. We fixed Cash’s leg so it doesn’t hurt.
Cash is my brother. Jewel is my brother too, but he hasn’t got a broken leg.
Now there are five of them, tall in little tall black circles.
“Where do they stay at night, Darl?” I say. “When we stop at night in the barn, where do they stay?”
The hill goes off into the sky. Then the sun comes up from behind the hill and the mules and the wagon and pa walk on the sun. You cannot watch them, walking slow on the sun. In Jefferson it is red on the track behind the glass.
The track goes shining round and round. Dewey Dell says so.
To-night I am going to see where they stay while we are in the barn.
