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Updated: June 6, 2025
I've got the money, and all I want be you two brats, and, if ye don't come when I tell ye to, then it'll be worse for them what's harborin' ye. And don't ye so much as breathe to the man what owns this house that we was here tonight or I'll kill Flukey when I get him back to the shanty!"
But my sister and I desire that while you are here you should study, and that you should come in contact with other girls of your own age. We want you to go to school." "Study study what?" "Why, learn to read and write, and " "Ye mean I have to leave Flukey, and and you?" She had risen and had come close to him, her eyes filled with burning tears.
Flea ended his quotation, saying: "'A little child. But, Flukey, Jesus is dead and buried." "No, no, He isn't, child!" cried Ann sharply. "He'll never die. He will always help little children." "Ain't He a restin' in the dead man's yard out there?" demanded Flea, lifting her robe as she moved toward Ann. "No! indeed, no!
One suspender slipping from her shoulder, the vicious dog in her arms, the beautiful upturned face, was as interesting a spectacle as the onlookers had ever seen. It was with breathless interest that she watched her brother laboriously ascend the pole. Flukey was indeed making a masterful climb. But at last he halted; and then, a moment later, he climbed desperately.
"The child is sick, Horace," said Ann. "I think he is very sick." "Where did you sleep last night?" Shellington asked this of Flea. "Out there," answered the girl, pointing over her shoulder, "down by a big monument." "Horace Shellington," gasped Ann, "they slept in the cemetery!" The sharp tone of the girl's voice brought Flukey back to the present.
"I could work, too," said Flea, her hands dug deep in her trousers pockets. Just then a man hailed them. "Want to get in, Kids?" he asked. "Yep!" bawled Flea and Flukey in unison, their hunger forgotten in this new delight. "Then help me carry in those boards, and then you can stay in." Flukey looked apprehensively at Flea. "Ye ain't a boy " "Shet up!" snapped Flea.
Rows of sleek cattle waved their blue and red ribbons jauntily in the breeze; fat pigs, with the owners' names pasted on the cards in front, grunted in small pens. For a time the twins stood side by side, wishing with all their might that they were possessed of the necessary entrance-fee. "If I could get a job," said Flukey, "we could get in."
Flea turned back into the room, as Ann hurried away at another call from Everett, and muttered: "If I loved ye less, Sister Ann, I wouldn't have lied to ye." Floyd's eyes questioned her as she passed him. "Fluke," said she, coming to a halt, "I told Sister Ann I was mad at you, and I wasn't. You won't tell her, will ye?" "No," replied Flukey wonderingly, "I won't tell her nothin'."
Tremblingly she drew closer to Flukey, until sleep overpowered her. The next day passed slowly, the cold rain lasting until almost nightfall, and yet the children dared not venture into the town. Flea fumed and fretted; for the earning of the nickel had whetted her ambition to earn more.
There weren't no living with me in prison, lessen I were strapped in the jacket till my meat were scorched. It seemed as how it made my hurt less for her to have my own skin blistered. Then, when I got out of prison, I never once took my eyes offen ye, and when yer woman gived ye Flea and Flukey " A cry from Fledra brought all eyes upon her save Lon's.
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