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«
Because
I
got
you
an
’
—
"
«
An
’
I
got
you
.
We
got
each
other
,
that
’
s
what
,
that
gives
a
hoot
in
hell
about
us
,
"
Lennie
cried
in
triumph
.
The
little
evening
breeze
blew
over
the
clearing
and
the
leaves
rustled
and
the
wind
waves
flowed
up
the
green
pool
.
And
the
shouts
of
men
sounded
again
,
this
time
much
closer
than
before
.
George
took
off
his
hat
.
He
said
shakily
,
«
Take
off
your
hat
,
Lennie
.
The
air
feels
fine
.
»
Lennie
removed
his
hat
dutifully
and
laid
it
on
the
ground
in
front
of
him
.
The
shadow
in
the
valley
was
bluer
,
and
the
evening
came
fast
.
On
the
wind
the
sound
of
crashing
in
the
brush
came
to
them
.
Lennie
said
,
«
Tell
how
it
’
s
gonna
be
.
»
George
had
been
listening
to
the
distant
sounds
.
For
a
moment
he
was
businesslike
.
«
Look
acrost
the
river
,
Lennie
,
an
’
I
’
ll
tell
you
so
you
can
almost
see
it
.
»
Lennie
turned
his
head
and
looked
off
across
the
pool
and
up
the
darkening
slopes
of
the
Gabilans
.
«
We
gonna
get
a
little
place
,
"
George
began
.
He
reached
in
his
side
pocket
and
brought
out
Carlson
’
s
Luger
;
he
snapped
off
the
safety
,
and
the
hand
and
gun
lay
on
the
ground
behind
Lennie
’
s
back
.
He
looked
at
the
back
of
Lennie
’
s
head
,
at
the
place
where
the
spine
and
skull
were
joined
.
A
man
’
s
voice
called
from
up
the
river
,
and
another
man
answered
.
