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The
deputy
shouted
,
"
You
keep
those
guys
in
order
or
we
’
ll
do
it
with
Winchesters
.
"
Dakin
said
coldly
,
"
You
can
pull
in
your
neck
and
go
back
to
sleep
.
"
Mac
muttered
to
Jim
,
"
Those
cops
are
scared
as
hell
.
That
makes
’
em
dangerous
.
Just
like
rattlesnakes
when
they
’
re
scared
:
they
’
ll
shoot
at
anything
.
"
The
crowd
had
moved
away
now
and
the
men
were
scattering
to
their
tents
.
Mac
said
,
"
Let
’
s
go
have
a
look
at
Doc
,
Jim
.
Come
on
over
by
the
stoves
.
"
They
found
Dr
.
Burton
sitting
on
a
box
,
bandaging
a
man
’
s
arm
.
A
kerosene
lantern
shed
a
thin
yellow
light
on
his
work
and
illumined
a
small
circle
on
the
ground
.
He
stuck
down
the
bandage
with
adhesive
.
"
There
you
are
,
"
he
said
.
"
Next
time
don
’
t
let
it
get
so
sore
.
You
’
ll
lose
an
arm
some
day
,
if
you
do
.
"
The
man
said
,
"
Thanks
,
Doc
,
"
and
went
away
,
rolling
down
his
sleeve
.
"
Hello
,
Mac
.
Hello
,
Jim
.
I
guess
I
’
m
finished
.
"
"
Was
that
the
ringworm
?
"
"
No
,
just
a
little
cut
,
and
a
nice
infection
started
.
They
won
’
t
learn
to
take
care
of
cuts
.
"
Mac
said
,
"
If
Doc
could
only
find
a
case
of
small
-
pox
now
and
set
up
a
quarantine
ward
,
he
’
d
be
perfectly
happy
.
What
’
re
you
going
to
do
now
,
Doc
?
"
