"Why don't you use the well?"
"I d'n' know; 't ain't good for anything. 'T ain't deep enough."
"Why wasn't it dug deeper?"
"I d'n' know; father got out of patience, I guess, or out of money. 'T was a wet time, and the water came into it, so they stunned it up; and now it's dry all summer."
They passed a field on the sunny slope, and Jack said, "What's here?"
"I d'n' know; 't was potatoes, but it's run all to weeds."
"Why didn't you hoe them?"
"I d'n' know; folks kind o' neglected 'em, till 't was too late."
Beyond the potatoes was another crop, which the weeds, tall as they were, could not hide.
"Corn?" said Jack.