〃The water had its way；〃 said Alvin。 〃Had its way； and all done。 It would've killed Faith and the baby； if it could。 But since it couldn't； why； it killed my boy Vigor。 And now when the baby es； he'll be the sixth son； cause I'll only have five living。〃
〃Some says it makes no difference if the first six be alive or not；〃 said a farmer。
Alvin said nothing； but he knew it made all the difference。 He had thought this baby would be a miracle child； but the river had taken care of that。 If water don't stop you one way； it stops you another。 He shouldn't have hoped for a miracle child。 The cost was too high。 All his eyes could see； all the way home； was Vigor dangling in the grasp of the roots； tumbling through the current like a leaf caught up in a dust devil； with the blood seeping from his mouth to slake the Hatrack's murderous thirst。
Chapter Five Caul
Little Peggy stood in the window； looking out into the storm。 She could see all those heartfires； especially one； one so bright it was like the sun when she looked at it。 But there was a blackness all around them。 No； not even black a nothingness； like a part of the universe God hadn't finished making； and it swept around those lights as if to tear them from each other； sweep them away； swallow them up。 Little Peggy knew what that nothingness was。 Those times when her eyes saw the hot yellow heartfires； there were three other colors； too。 The rich dark orange of the earth。 The thin grey color of the air。 And the deep black emptiness of water。 It was the water that tore at them now。 The river； only she had never seen it so black； so strong； so terrible。 The heartfires were so tiny in the night。
〃What do you see； child？〃 asked Oldpappy。
〃The river's going to carry them away；〃 said little Peggy。
〃I hope not。〃
Little Peggy began to cry。
〃There； child；〃 said Oldpappy。 〃It ain't always such a grand thing to see afar off like that； is it。〃
She shook her head。
〃But maybe it won't happen as bad as you think。〃
Just at that moment； she saw one of the heartfires break away and tumble off into the dark。 〃Oh！〃 she cried out； reaching as if her hand could snatch the light and put it back。 But of course she couldn't。 Her vision was long and clear； but her reach was short。
〃Are they lost？〃 asked Oldpappy。
〃One；〃 whispered little Peggy。
〃Haven't Makepeace and the others got there yet？〃
〃Just now；〃 she said。 〃The rope held。 They're safe now。〃
Oldpappy didn't ask her how she knew； or what she saw。 Just patted her shoulder。 〃Because you told them。 Remember that； Margaret。 One was lost； but if you hadn't seen and sent help； they might all have died。〃
She shook her head。 〃I should've seen them sooner； Oldpappy； but I fell asleep。〃
〃And you blame yourself？〃 asked Oldpappy。
〃I should've let Bloody Mary nip me； and then Father wouldn't've been mad； and then I wouldn't've been in the spring house； and then I wouldn't've been asleep； and then I would've sent help in time〃
〃We can all make daisy chains of blame like that； Maggie。 It don't mean a thing。〃
But she knew it meant something。 You don't blame blind people cause they don't warn you you're about to step on a snake but you sure blame somebody with eyes who doesn't say a word about it。 She knew her duty ever since she first realized that other folks couldn't see all that she could see。 God gave her special eyes； so she'd better see and give warning； or the devil would take her soul。 The devil or the deep black sea。
〃Don't mean a thing；〃 Oldpappy murmured。 Then； like he just been poked in the behind with a ramrod； he went all straight and said； 〃Spring house！ Spring house； of course。〃 He pulled her close。 〃Listen to me； little Peggy。 It wasn't none of your fault； and that's the truth。 The same water that runs in the Hatrack flows in the spring house brook； it's all the same water； all through the world。 The same water that wanted them dead； it knew you could give warning and send help。 So it sang to you and sent you off to sleep。〃
It made a kind of sense to her； it sure did。 〃How can that be； Oldpappy？〃
〃Oh； that's just in the nature of it。 The whole universe is made of only four kinds of stuff； little Peggy； and each one wants to have its own way。〃 Peggy thought of the four colors that she saw when the heartfires glowed； and she knew what all four were even as Oldpappy named them。 〃Fire makes things hot and bright and uses them up。 Air makes things cool and sneaks in everywhere。 Earth makes things solid and sturdy； so they'll last。 But water； it tears things down； it falls from the sky and carries off everything it can； carries it off and down to the sea。 If the water had its way； the whole world would be smooth； just a big ocean with nothing out of the water's reach。 All dead and smooth。 That's why you slept。 The water wants to tear down these strangers； whoever they are； tear them down and kill them。 It's a miracle you woke up at all。〃
〃The blacksmith's hammer woke me；〃 said little Peggy。
〃That's it； then； you see？ The blacksmith was working with iron； the hardest earth； and with a fierce blast of air from the bellows； and with a fire so hot it burns the grass outside the chimney。 The water couldn't touch him to keep him still。〃
Little Peggy could hardly believe it； but it must be so。 The blacksmith had drawn her from a watery sleep。 The smith had helped her。 Why； it was enough to make you laugh； to know the blacksmith was her friend this time。
There was shouting on the porch downstairs； and doors opened and closed。 〃Some folks is here already；〃 said Oldpappy。
Little Peggy saw the heartfires downstairs； and found the one with the strongest fear and pain。 〃It's their mama；〃 said little Peggy。 〃She's got a baby ing。〃
〃Well； if that ain't the luck of it。 Lose one； and here already is a baby to replace death with life。〃 Oldpappy shambled on out to go downstairs and help。
Little Peggy； though； she just stood there； looking at what she saw in the distance。 That lost heartfire wasn't lost at all； and that was sure。 She could see it burning away far off； despite how the darkness of the river tried to cover it。 He wasn't dead； just carried off； and maybe somebody could help him。 She ran out then； passed Oldpappy all in a rush； clattered down the stairs。
Mama caught her by the arm as she was running into the great room。 〃There's a birthing；〃 Mama said； 〃and we need you。〃
〃But Mama； the one that went downriver； he's still alive！〃
〃Peggy； we got no time for〃
Two boys with the same face pushed their way into the conversation。 〃The one downriver！〃 cried one。
〃Still alive！〃 cried the other。
〃How do you know！〃
〃He can't be！〃
They spoke so all on top of each other that Mama had to hush them up just to hear them。 〃It was Vigor； our big brother； he got swept away〃
〃Well he's alive；〃 said little Peggy； 〃but the river's got him。〃
The twins looked to Mama for confirmation。 〃She know what she's talking about； Goody Guester？〃
Mama nodded； and the boys raced for the door； shouting； 〃He's alive！ He's still alive！〃
〃Are you sure？〃 asked Mama fiercely。 〃It's a cruel thing； to put hope in their hearts like that； if it ain't so。〃
Mama's flashing eyes made little Peggy afraid； and she couldn't think what to say。
By then； though； Oldpappy had e up from behind。 〃Now Peg；〃 he said； 〃how would she know one was taken by the river； lessun she saw？〃
〃I know；〃 said Mama。 〃But this woman's been holding off birth too long； and I got a care for the baby； so e on now； little Peggy； I need you to tell me what you see。〃
She led little Peggy into the bedroom off the kitchen； the place where Papa and Mama slept whenever there were visitors。 The woman lay on the bed； holding tight to the hand of a tall girl with deep and solemn eyes。 Little Peggy didn't know their faces； but she recognized their fires； especially the mother's pain and fear。
〃Someone was shouting；〃 whispered the mother。
〃Hush now；〃 said Mama。
〃About him still alive。〃
The solemn girl raised her eyebrows； looked at Mama。 〃Is that so； Goody Guester？〃
〃My daughter is a torch。 That's why I brung her here in this room。 To see the baby。〃
〃Did she see my boy？ Is he alive？〃
〃I thought you didn't tell her； Eleanor；〃 said Mama。
The solemn girl shook her head。
〃Saw from the wagon。 Is he alive？〃
〃Tell her； Margaret；〃 said Mama。
Little Peggy turned and looked for his heartfire。 There were no walls when it came to this kind of seeing。 His flame was still there； though she knew it was afar off。 This time； though； she drew near in the way she had； took a close look。 〃He's in the water。 He's all tangled in the roots。〃
〃Vigor！〃 cried the mother on the bed。
〃The river wants him。 The river says； Die； die。〃
Mama touched the woman's arm。 〃The twins have gone off to tell the others。 There'll be a search party。〃
〃In the dark！〃 whispered the woman scornfully。
Little Peggy spoke again。 〃He's saying a prayer； I think。 He's saying seventh son。〃
〃Seventh son；〃 whispered Eleanor。
〃What does that mean？〃 asked Mama。
〃If this