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Slim
said
,
«
Well
,
you
been
askin
’
me
too
often
.
I
’
m
gettin
’
God
damn
sick
of
it
.
If
you
can
’
t
look
after
your
own
God
damn
wife
,
what
you
expect
me
to
do
about
it
?
You
lay
offa
me
.
»
«
I
’
m
jus
’
tryin
’
to
tell
you
I
didn
’
t
mean
nothing
,
"
said
Curley
.
«
I
jus
’
thought
you
might
of
saw
her
.
»
«
Why
’
n
’
t
you
tell
her
to
stay
the
hell
home
where
she
belongs
?
»
said
Carlson
.
«
You
let
her
hang
around
bunk
houses
and
pretty
soon
you
’
re
gonna
have
som
’
pin
on
your
hands
and
you
won
’
t
be
able
to
do
nothing
about
it
.
»
Curley
whirled
on
Carlson
.
«
You
keep
outa
this
les
’
you
wanta
step
outside
.
»
Carlson
laughed
.
«
You
God
damn
punk
,
"
he
said
.
«
You
tried
to
throw
a
scare
into
Slim
,
an
’
you
couldn
’
t
make
it
stick
.
Slim
throwed
a
scare
into
you
.
You
’
re
yella
as
a
frog
belly
.
I
don
’
t
care
if
you
’
re
the
best
welter
in
the
country
.
You
come
for
me
,
an
’
I
’
ll
kick
your
God
damn
head
off
.
»
Candy
joined
the
attack
with
joy
.
«
Glove
fulla
vaseline
,
"
he
said
disgustedly
.
Curley
glared
at
him
.
His
eyes
slipped
on
past
and
lighted
on
Lennie
;
and
Lennie
was
still
smiling
with
delight
at
the
memory
of
the
ranch
.
Curley
stepped
over
to
Lennie
like
a
terrier
.
«
What
the
hell
you
laughin
’
at
?
»
Lennie
looked
blankly
at
him
.
«
Huh
?
»
Then
Curley
’
s
rage
exploded
.
«
Come
on
,
ya
big
bastard
.
Get
up
on
your
feet
.
No
big
son
-
of
-
a
-
bitch
is
gonna
laugh
at
me
.
I
’
ll
show
ya
who
’
s
yella
.
»
Lennie
looked
helplessly
at
George
,
and
then
he
got
up
and
tried
to
retreat
.
Curley
was
balanced
and
poised
.
He
slashed
at
Lennie
with
his
left
,
and
then
smashed
down
his
nose
with
a
right
.
Lennie
gave
a
cry
of
terror
.
Blood
welled
from
his
nose
.
«
George
,
"
he
cried
.
«
Make
‘
um
let
me
alone
,
George
.
»
He
backed
until
he
was
against
the
wall
,
and
Curley
followed
,
slugging
him
in
the
face
.
Lennie
’
s
hands
remained
at
his
sides
;
he
was
too
frightened
to
defend
himself
.
