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Lennie
said
breathlessly
,
«
He
’
s
brown
an
’
white
jus
’
like
I
wanted
.
»
He
went
directly
to
his
bunk
and
lay
down
and
turned
his
face
to
the
wall
and
drew
up
his
knees
.
George
put
down
his
cards
very
deliberately
.
«
Lennie
,
"
he
said
sharply
.
Lennie
twisted
his
neck
and
looked
over
his
shoulder
.
«
Huh
?
What
you
want
,
George
?
»
«
I
tol
’
you
you
couldn
’
t
bring
that
pup
in
here
.
»
«
What
pup
,
George
?
I
ain
’
t
got
no
pup
.
»
George
went
quickly
to
him
,
grabbed
him
by
the
shoulder
and
rolled
him
over
.
He
reached
down
and
picked
the
tiny
puppy
from
where
Lennie
had
been
concealing
it
against
his
stomach
.
Lennie
sat
up
quickly
.
«
Give
‘
um
to
me
,
George
.
»
George
said
,
«
You
get
right
up
an
’
take
this
pup
back
to
the
nest
.
He
’
s
gotta
sleep
with
his
mother
.
You
want
to
kill
him
?
Just
born
last
night
an
’
you
take
him
out
of
the
nest
.
You
take
him
back
or
I
’
ll
tell
Slim
not
to
let
you
have
him
.
»
Lennie
held
out
his
hands
pleadingly
.
«
Give
‘
um
to
me
,
George
.
I
’
ll
take
‘
um
back
.
I
didn
’
t
mean
no
harm
,
George
.
Honest
I
didn
’
t
.
I
jus
’
wanted
to
pet
‘
um
a
little
.
»
George
handed
the
pup
to
him
.
«
Awright
.
You
get
him
back
there
quick
,
and
don
’
t
you
take
him
out
no
more
.
You
’
ll
kill
him
,
the
first
thing
you
know
.
»
Lennie
fairly
scuttled
out
of
the
room
.
