"Aw—! I ain't got no fever!"
"You'll be feeling better in the morning, Ben."
"I'll be feeling the same, maw. That's just it. Always the same. Nothing but the stillness. Nothing alive. And down there in the corn field—"
"That ain't alive, Benny!"
"Ain't it, maw?"
"Don't say that, Benny. Don't!"
He shook her hand off of him.
"I was watching," he said doggedly. "I seen it wave and wave."
She turned into the house.
"That ole scarecrow!" She muttered to herself. "That there ole scarecrow!"