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London
stepped
over
to
the
door
and
opened
it
.
The
three
sentinels
stood
side
by
side
before
the
door
,
and
in
front
of
them
stood
the
orchard
superintendent
in
moleskin
trousers
and
field
boots
.
On
either
side
of
him
stood
a
man
wearing
a
deputy
sheriff
’
s
badge
,
and
in
each
of
his
hands
were
shot
-
guns
.
The
superintendent
looked
over
the
heads
of
the
guardians
.
"
I
want
to
talk
to
you
,
London
.
"
"
You
sure
come
with
an
olive
-
branch
,
"
said
London
.
"
Well
,
let
me
come
in
.
Maybe
we
can
work
something
out
.
"
London
looked
at
Mac
,
and
Mac
nodded
.
The
great
crowd
of
men
was
silent
,
listening
.
The
‘
super
’
stepped
forward
,
with
his
deputies
beside
him
.
The
guards
maintained
their
position
.
One
of
them
said
,
"
Let
him
leave
his
bulls
outside
,
chief
.
"
"
That
’
s
a
good
idear
,
"
said
London
.
"
You
don
’
t
need
no
buckshot
to
talk
with
.
"
The
‘
super
’
glanced
nervously
about
at
the
silent
,
threatening
men
.
"
What
proof
have
I
that
you
’
ll
play
straight
?
"
he
demanded
.
"
Just
about
as
much
as
I
have
that
you
will
.
"
The
‘
super
’
made
his
decision
.
"
Stay
outside
and
keep
order
,
"
he
said
.
Now
the
guardians
stepped
aside
,
letting
the
one
man
enter
,
and
then
resumed
their
position
.
The
deputies
were
nervous
.
They
stood
fingering
their
guns
and
looking
fiercely
about
them
.
London
closed
the
door
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
why
you
couldn
’
t
say
it
outside
,
where
the
guys
could
hear
.
"
