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«
I
guess
we
gotta
get
‘
im
,
"
Slim
repeated
.
George
stepped
close
.
«
Couldn
’
we
maybe
bring
him
in
an
’
they
’
ll
lock
him
up
?
He
’
s
nuts
,
Slim
.
He
never
done
this
to
be
mean
.
»
Slim
nodded
.
«
We
might
,
"
he
said
.
«
If
we
could
keep
Curley
in
,
we
might
.
But
Curley
’
s
gonna
want
to
shoot
‘
im
.
Curley
’
s
still
mad
about
his
hand
.
An
’
s
’
pose
they
lock
him
up
an
’
strap
him
down
and
put
him
in
a
cage
.
That
ain
’
t
no
good
,
George
.
»
«
I
know
,
"
said
George
,
«
I
know
.
»
Carlson
came
running
in
.
«
The
bastard
’
s
stole
my
Luger
,
"
he
shouted
.
«
It
ain
’
t
in
my
bag
.
»
Curley
followed
him
,
and
Curley
carried
a
shotgun
in
his
good
hand
.
Curley
was
cold
now
.
«
All
right
,
you
guys
,
"
he
said
.
«
The
nigger
’
s
got
a
shotgun
.
You
take
it
,
Carlson
.
When
you
see
‘
um
,
don
’
t
give
‘
im
no
chance
.
Shoot
for
his
guts
.
That
’
ll
double
‘
im
over
.
»
Whit
said
excitedly
,
«
I
ain
’
t
got
a
gun
.
»
Curley
said
,
«
You
go
in
Soledad
an
’
get
a
cop
.
Get
Al
Wilts
,
he
’
s
deputy
sheriff
.
Le
’
s
go
now
.
»
He
turned
suspiciously
on
George
.
«
You
’
re
comin
’
with
us
,
fella
.
»
«
Yeah
,
"
said
George
.
«
I
’
ll
come
.
But
listen
,
Curley
.
The
poor
bastard
’
s
nuts
.
Don
’
t
shoot
‘
im
.
He
di
’
n
’
t
know
what
he
was
doin
’
.
»
«
Don
’
t
shoot
‘
im
?
»
Curley
cried
.
«
He
got
Carlson
’
s
Luger
.
‘
Course
we
’
ll
shoot
‘
im
.
»
