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«
Yes
sir
.
Jesus
,
we
had
fun
.
They
let
the
nigger
come
in
that
night
.
Little
skinner
name
of
Smitty
took
after
the
nigger
.
Done
pretty
good
,
too
.
The
guys
wouldn
’
t
let
him
use
his
feet
,
so
the
nigger
got
him
.
If
he
coulda
used
his
feet
,
Smitty
says
he
woulda
killed
the
nigger
.
The
guys
said
on
account
of
the
nigger
’
s
got
a
crooked
back
,
Smitty
can
’
t
use
his
feet
.
»
He
paused
in
relish
of
the
memory
.
«
After
that
the
guys
went
into
Soledad
and
raised
hell
.
I
didn
’
t
go
in
there
.
I
ain
’
t
got
the
poop
no
more
.
»
Lennie
was
just
finishing
making
his
bed
.
The
wooden
latch
raised
again
and
the
door
opened
.
A
little
stocky
man
stood
in
the
open
doorway
.
He
wore
blue
jean
trousers
,
a
flannel
shirt
,
a
black
,
unbuttoned
vest
and
a
black
coat
.
His
thumbs
were
stuck
in
his
belt
,
on
each
side
of
a
square
steel
buckle
.
On
his
head
was
a
soiled
brown
Stetson
hat
,
and
he
wore
high
-
heeled
boots
and
spurs
to
prove
he
was
not
a
laboring
man
.
The
old
swamper
looked
quickly
at
him
,
and
then
shuffled
to
the
door
rubbing
his
whiskers
with
his
knuckles
as
he
went
.
«
Them
guys
just
come
,
"
he
said
,
and
shuffled
past
the
boss
and
out
the
door
.
The
boss
stepped
into
the
room
with
the
short
,
quick
steps
of
a
fat
-
legged
man
.
«
I
wrote
Murray
and
Ready
I
wanted
two
men
this
morning
.
You
got
your
work
slips
?
»
George
reached
into
his
pocket
and
produced
the
slips
and
handed
them
to
the
boss
.
«
It
wasn
’
t
Murray
and
Ready
’
s
fault
.
Says
right
here
on
the
slip
that
you
was
to
be
here
for
work
this
morning
.
»
George
looked
down
at
his
feet
.
«
Bus
driver
give
us
a
bum
steer
,
"
he
said
.
«
We
hadda
walk
ten
miles
.
Says
we
was
here
when
we
wasn
’
t
.
We
couldn
’
t
get
no
rides
in
the
morning
.
»
The
boss
squinted
his
eyes
.
«
Well
,
I
had
to
send
out
the
grain
teams
short
two
buckers
.
Won
’
t
do
any
good
to
go
out
now
till
after
dinner
.
»
He
pulled
his
time
book
out
of
his
pocket
and
opened
it
where
a
pencil
was
stuck
between
the
leaves
.
George
scowled
meaningfully
at
Lennie
,
and
Lennie
nodded
to
show
that
he
understood
.
The
boss
licked
his
pencil
.
«
What
’
s
your
name
?
»
«
George
Milton
.
»
«
And
what
’
s
yours
?
»
George
said
,
«
His
name
’
s
Lennie
Small
.
»
The
names
were
entered
in
the
book
.
«
Le
’
s
see
,
this
is
the
twentieth
,
noon
the
twentieth
.
»
He
closed
the
book
.
«
Where
you
boys
been
working
?
»
