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"
But
I
didn
’
t
want
to
.
"
"
Wasn
’
t
necessary
.
I
was
left
at
the
pole
.
"
Jim
looked
at
him
admiringly
.
"
How
d
’
ye
do
it
,
anyway
,
Mart
?
"
"
By
not
carin
’
about
’
em
,
"
was
the
answer
.
"
You
mean
makin
’
b
’
lieve
you
don
’
t
care
about
them
?
"
Jim
queried
eagerly
.
Martin
considered
for
a
moment
,
then
answered
,
"
Perhaps
that
will
do
,
but
with
me
I
guess
it
’
s
different
.
I
never
have
cared
—
much
.
If
you
can
put
it
on
,
it
’
s
all
right
,
most
likely
.
"
"
You
should
’
a
’
ben
up
at
Riley
’
s
barn
last
night
,
"
Jim
announced
inconsequently
.
"
A
lot
of
the
fellers
put
on
the
gloves
.
There
was
a
peach
from
West
Oakland
.
They
called
’
m
‘
The
Rat
.
’
Slick
as
silk
.
No
one
could
touch
’
m
.
We
was
all
wishin
’
you
was
there
.
Where
was
you
anyway
?
"
"
Down
in
Oakland
,
"
Martin
replied
.
"
To
the
show
?
"
Martin
shoved
his
plate
away
and
got
up
.
"
Comin
’
to
the
dance
to
-
night
?
"
the
other
called
after
him
.
"
No
,
I
think
not
,
"
he
answered
.
