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Candy
said
,
«
Maybe
tomorra
.
Le
’
s
wait
till
tomorra
.
»
«
I
don
’
t
see
no
reason
for
it
,
"
said
Carlson
.
He
went
to
his
bunk
,
pulled
his
bag
from
underneath
it
and
took
out
a
Luger
pistol
.
«
Le
’
s
get
it
over
with
,
"
he
said
.
«
We
can
’
t
sleep
with
him
stinkin
’
around
in
here
.
»
He
put
the
pistol
in
his
hip
pocket
.
Candy
looked
a
long
time
at
Slim
to
try
to
find
some
reversal
.
And
Slim
gave
him
none
.
At
last
Candy
said
softly
and
hopelessly
,
«
Awright
—
take
‘
im
.
»
He
did
not
look
down
at
the
dog
at
all
.
He
lay
back
on
his
bunk
and
crossed
his
arms
behind
his
head
and
stared
at
the
ceiling
.
From
his
pocket
Carlson
took
a
little
leather
thong
.
He
stooped
over
and
tied
it
around
the
old
dog
’
s
neck
.
All
the
men
except
Candy
watched
him
.
«
Come
boy
.
Come
on
,
boy
,
"
he
said
gently
.
And
he
said
apologetically
to
Candy
,
«
He
won
’
t
even
feel
it
.
»
Candy
did
not
move
nor
answer
him
.
He
twitched
the
thong
.
«
Come
on
,
boy
.
»
The
old
dog
got
slowly
and
stiffly
to
his
feet
and
followed
the
gently
pulling
leash
.
Slim
said
,
«
Carlson
.
»
«
Yeah
?
»
«
You
know
what
to
do
.
»
«
What
ya
mean
,
Slim
?
»
«
Take
a
shovel
,
"
said
Slim
shortly
.
«
Oh
,
sure
!
I
get
you
.
»
He
led
the
dog
out
into
the
darkness
.
