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Slim
had
not
moved
.
His
calm
eyes
followed
Lennie
out
the
door
.
«
Jesus
,
"
he
said
.
«
He
’
s
jus
’
like
a
kid
,
ain
’
t
he
?
»
«
Sure
he
’
s
jes
’
like
a
kid
.
There
ain
’
t
no
more
harm
in
him
than
a
kid
neither
,
except
he
’
s
so
strong
.
I
bet
he
won
’
t
come
in
here
to
sleep
tonight
.
He
’
d
sleep
right
alongside
that
box
in
the
barn
.
Well
—
let
‘
im
.
He
ain
’
t
doin
’
no
harm
out
there
.
»
It
was
almost
dark
outside
now
.
Old
Candy
,
the
swamper
,
came
in
and
went
to
his
bunk
,
and
behind
him
struggled
his
old
dog
.
«
Hello
,
Slim
.
Hello
,
George
.
Didn
’
t
neither
of
you
play
horseshoes
?
»
«
I
don
’
t
like
to
play
ever
’
night
,
"
said
Slim
.
Candy
went
on
,
«
Either
you
guys
got
a
slug
of
whisky
?
I
gotta
gut
ache
.
»
«
I
ain
’
t
,
"
said
Slim
.
«
I
’
d
drink
it
myself
if
I
had
,
an
’
I
ain
’
t
got
a
gut
ache
neither
.
»
«
Gotta
bad
gut
ache
,
"
said
Candy
.
«
Them
God
damn
turnips
give
it
to
me
.
I
knowed
they
was
going
to
before
I
ever
eat
‘
em
.
»
The
thick
-
bodied
Carlson
came
in
out
of
the
darkening
yard
.
He
walked
to
the
other
end
of
the
bunk
house
and
turned
on
the
second
shaded
light
.
«
Darker
’
n
hell
in
here
,
"
he
said
.
«
Jesus
,
how
that
nigger
can
pitch
shoes
.
»
«
He
’
s
plenty
good
,
"
said
Slim
.
«
Damn
right
he
is
,
"
said
Carlson
.
«
He
don
’
t
give
nobody
else
a
chance
to
win
—
"
He
stopped
and
sniffed
the
air
,
and
still
sniffing
,
looked
down
at
the
old
dog
.
«
God
awmighty
,
that
dog
stinks
.
Get
him
outa
here
,
Candy
!
I
don
’
t
know
nothing
that
stinks
as
bad
as
an
old
dog
.
You
gotta
get
him
out
.
»
