“Pearl must be a mighty good cook, for him to take on about her so before he even knows if she’s dead.” “No, she ain’t,” Augustus said. “I’ve et Pearl’s cooking and it was only fair. I expect it’s the poking.” “The what?” Call asked, surprised. “The poking, Woodrow,” Gus said. “Pearl was large and large women are usually a pleasure to poke.” “Well, you would think that,” Call said.
