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Lennie
looked
puzzled
.
«
Like
I
done
in
Weed
?
»
«
Oh
,
so
ya
forgot
that
too
,
did
ya
?
Well
,
I
ain
’
t
gonna
remind
ya
,
fear
ya
do
it
again
.
»
A
light
of
understanding
broke
on
Lennie
’
s
face
.
«
They
run
us
outa
Weed
,
"
he
exploded
triumphantly
.
«
Run
us
out
,
hell
,
"
said
George
disgustedly
.
«
We
run
.
They
was
lookin
’
for
us
,
but
they
didn
’
t
catch
us
.
»
Lennie
giggled
happily
.
«
I
didn
’
t
forget
that
,
you
bet
.
»
George
lay
back
on
the
sand
and
crossed
his
hands
under
his
head
,
and
Lennie
imitated
him
,
raising
his
head
to
see
whether
he
was
doing
it
right
.
«
God
,
you
’
re
a
lot
of
trouble
,
"
said
George
.
«
I
could
get
along
so
easy
and
so
nice
if
I
didn
’
t
have
you
on
my
tail
.
I
could
live
so
easy
and
maybe
have
a
girl
.
»
For
a
moment
Lennie
lay
quiet
,
and
then
he
said
hopefully
,
«
We
gonna
work
on
a
ranch
,
George
.
»
«
Awright
.
You
got
that
.
But
we
’
re
gonna
sleep
here
because
I
got
a
reason
.
»
The
day
was
going
fast
now
.
Only
the
tops
of
the
Gabilan
Mountains
flamed
with
the
light
of
the
sun
that
had
gone
from
the
valley
.
A
water
snake
slipped
along
on
the
pool
,
its
head
held
up
like
a
little
periscope
.
The
reeds
jerked
slightly
in
the
current
.
Far
off
toward
the
highway
a
man
shouted
something
,
and
another
man
shouted
back
.
The
sycamore
limbs
rustled
under
a
little
wind
that
died
immediately
.
