They'd do it, too, ifen they had to. After his father died I
had to take Jimmy out of school and put him to work. There wasn't
nothing else to do."
"Has his father been dead long?" I moved still further from the
stove. My question was unthinking. He couldn't have been dead long.
"In days and months it 'ain't been so long, but it's been awful long
to me. 'Taint been more'n a year since they brought him home to me
dead, and I been plum' no 'count ever since. This baby," she put the
child in her arms on her lap and shook her knees in mechanical effort
to still its cries, "this baby was born while its father was being
buried, and when I took in my man was gone and wouldn't never come
home no more, never give me his wages on Saturday nights, and
wouldn't be here to do nothing for me and the children, seems like
something inside me just give out. I reckon you 'ain't never had
nothing to happen to you like that, have you?"
"No, I've never had anything like that to happen to me." The last
remnant of indignation was vanishing. That is, against the helpless,
incapable, worn-out woman who was Jimmy's mother.
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