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Show 80 "Mama, you're making the bed and walls dirty, " I pointed out. "I mean to. The very idea! Having bedbugs. I want her to see every one that bit us in the night! " We had intended sleeping in the wagon in Scipio the second night, but it rained so hard our supper was a miserable, cramped series of handouts from the grub box instead of the sweet picnic we had anticipated. Mama sent me to a house and told me to ask if we could come in and make our beds on the floor. The lady very hospitably invited us to come in, let us spread our quilts out in her parlor and sleep there. We got up before daylight and left as quietly as we could so as not to waken them, careful to leave everything in place as we had found it, and a note of thanks on the center table. We never learned the name of the hosts. We got to Oak City just as they were finishing dinner at Aunt Rachel's house. Grandma lived in a little house to the north of her. We could see her glasses moving back and forth behind the lace curtains as we pulled up, hear the frantic barking of her Chihuahua, Tiny. When she recognized us she bustled out, happily surprised. "You'd better pull in here, " she told Eldon, and he complied, but she changed her mind. "No, you'd better go down to Walter's. " Eldon backed out and headed for Walter's. "No, you'd better go to Abe's. " Eldon obediently began to turn the wagon around. "No, you'd better pull in here and take the horses over to Abe's. " We could all see the source |