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George
said
weakly
,
«
Maybe
Carlson
lost
his
gun
.
»
«
I
seen
it
this
morning
,
"
said
Carlson
.
«
No
,
it
’
s
been
took
.
»
Slim
stood
looking
down
at
Curley
’
s
wife
.
He
said
,
«
Curley
—
maybe
you
better
stay
here
with
your
wife
.
»
Curley
’
s
face
reddened
.
«
I
’
m
goin
’
,
"
he
said
.
«
I
’
m
gonna
shoot
the
guts
outa
that
big
bastard
myself
,
even
if
I
only
got
one
hand
.
I
’
m
gonna
get
‘
im
.
»
Slim
turned
to
Candy
.
«
You
stay
here
with
her
then
,
Candy
.
The
rest
of
us
better
get
goin
’
.
»
They
moved
away
.
George
stopped
a
moment
beside
Candy
and
they
both
looked
down
at
the
dead
girl
until
Curley
called
,
«
You
George
!
You
stick
with
us
so
we
don
’
t
think
you
had
nothin
’
to
do
with
this
.
»
George
moved
slowly
after
them
,
and
his
feet
dragged
heavily
.
And
when
they
were
gone
,
Candy
squatted
down
in
the
hay
and
watched
the
face
of
Curley
’
s
wife
.
«
Poor
bastard
,
"
he
said
softly
.
The
sound
of
the
men
grew
fainter
.
The
barn
was
darkening
gradually
and
,
in
their
stalls
,
the
horses
shifted
their
feet
and
rattled
the
halter
chains
.
Old
Candy
lay
down
in
the
hay
and
covered
his
eyes
with
his
arm
.
The
deep
green
pool
of
the
Salinas
River
was
still
in
the
late
afternoon
.
Already
the
sun
had
left
the
valley
to
go
climbing
up
the
slopes
of
the
Gabilan
Mountains
,
and
the
hilltops
were
rosy
in
the
sun
.
But
by
the
pool
among
the
mottled
sycamores
,
a
pleasant
shade
had
fallen
.
