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Silence
met
his
words
.
Mac
looked
uneasily
around
.
A
voice
said
softly
,
"
All
right
,
you
chickens
.
Get
’
em
up
.
Let
out
a
squawk
and
we
plug
you
.
"
"
Say
,
what
the
hell
is
this
?
What
’
s
the
idea
?
"
"
Get
behind
’
em
,
Jack
,
and
you
,
Ed
,
get
your
guns
in
their
backs
.
If
they
move
,
let
’
em
have
it
.
Now
,
march
!
"
The
rifles
pushed
into
their
backs
and
punched
them
along
through
the
darkness
.
The
leader
’
s
voice
said
,
"
Thought
you
was
God
-
damn
smart
,
didn
’
t
you
?
You
didn
’
t
know
those
day
-
cops
pointed
you
two
guys
out
.
"
They
marched
across
the
road
,
and
in
among
the
trees
on
the
other
side
.
"
Thought
you
was
darn
smart
,
getting
the
men
out
of
here
before
daylight
;
thought
you
’
d
leave
us
holding
the
sack
.
Hell
,
we
knew
that
gag
ten
minutes
after
you
decided
it
.
"
"
Who
told
you
,
mister
?
"
"
Don
’
t
you
wish
you
knew
?
"
Their
feet
pounded
along
.
The
rifles
jabbed
into
their
backs
.
"
You
takin
’
us
to
jail
,
mister
?
"
"
Jail
,
hell
,
we
’
re
takin
’
you
God
-
damn
reds
to
the
Vigilance
Committee
.
If
you
’
re
lucky
they
’
ll
beat
the
crap
out
of
you
and
dump
you
over
the
county
line
;
if
you
ain
’
t
lucky
,
they
’
ll
string
you
up
to
a
tree
.
We
got
no
use
for
radicals
in
this
valley
.
"
"
But
you
guys
are
cops
,
you
got
to
take
us
to
jail
.
"
