The shadow of the billboard was sixty feet out by now. The afternoon lengthened away. Casy sat down on the running board and looked westward. "We gonna be in high mountains pretty soon," he said , and he was silent for a few moments. Then, "Tom!"
"Yeah?"
"Tom, them we passed an' them that passed us. I been keepin' track." "Track a what?"
"Tom, they's hunderds a families like us all a-goin' west. I watched. There ain't none of 'em goin' east--hunderds of 'em. Did you notice that?"
"Yeah, I noticed."
"Why--it's like--it's like they was runnin' away from soldiers. It's like a whole country is movin'."
"Yeah," Tom said. "They is a whole country movin'. We're movin' too."
"Well--s'pose all these here folks an' ever'body--s'pose they can't get no jobs out there?"
"Goddamn it!" Tom cried . "How'd I know? I'm jus' puttin' one foot in front a the other. I done it at Mac for four years, jus' marchin' in cell an' out cell an' in mess an' out mess. Jesus Christ, I thought it'd be somepin different when I come out! Couldn't think a nothin' in there, else you go stir happy, an' now can't think a nothin'." He turned on Casy. "This here bearing went out. We didn' know it was goin' so we didn' worry none. Now she's out an' we'll fix her. An' by Christ that goes for the rest of it! I ain't gonna worry. I can't do it. This here little piece of iron an' babbitt. See it? Ya see it? Well, that's the only goddamn thing in the world I got on my mind. I wonder where the hell Al is."
Casy said, "Now look, Tom. Oh, what the hell! So goddamn hard to say anything."
Tom lifted the mud pack from his hand and threw it on the ground. The edge of the wound was lined with dirt. He glanced over to the preacher. "You're fixin' to make a speech," Tom said. "Well, go ahead. I like speeches. Warden used to make speeches all the time. Didn't do us no harm an' he got a hell of a bang out of it! What you tryin' to roll out?"
Casy picked the backs of his long knotty fingers. "They's stuff goin' on and they's folks doin' things. Them people layin' one foot down in front of the other, like you says, they ain't thinkin' where they're goin', like you says--but they're all layin' 'em down the same direction, jus' the same. An' if ya listen, you'll hear a movin', an' a sneakin', an' a rustlin', an'--an' a res'lessness. They's stuff goin' on that the folks doin' it don't know nothin' about--yet. They's gonna come somepin outa all these folks goin' wes'--outa all their farms lef' lonely . They's gonna come a thing that's gonna change the whole country."
I been watchin' the cars on the road
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