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about her

housework，

sitting

for that

unvarying

period at

the

scarred

desk， or

talking，

listening，

to the

negro

women who

came to

the house

from both

directions

up and

downthe

road，

following

paths

which had

been years

in the

wearing

and which

radiated

from the

house like

wheelspokes。

What they

talked

about to

her he did

not know，

though he

had

watched

them

approaching

the house

in a

manner not

exactly

secret，

yet

purposeful，

entering