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And
if
we
won
,
Jim
,
if
we
put
it
over
,
our
own
side
would
kill
us
.
I
wonder
why
we
do
it
.
Oh
,
go
to
sleep
!
"
Before
the
night
had
broken
at
all
the
voice
of
awakening
men
sounded
through
the
camp
.
There
were
axe
-
strokes
on
wood
,
and
the
rattling
of
the
rusty
stoves
.
In
a
few
moments
the
sweet
smell
of
burning
pine
and
apple
wood
filled
the
camp
.
The
cooks
’
detail
was
busy
.
Near
the
roaring
stoves
the
buckets
of
coffee
were
set
.
The
wash
boilers
of
beans
began
to
warm
.
Out
of
the
tents
the
people
crept
,
and
went
to
stand
near
the
stoves
where
they
crowded
so
closely
that
the
cooks
had
no
room
to
work
.
Dakin
’
s
truck
drove
off
to
Anderson
’
s
house
and
came
back
with
three
barrels
of
water
.
The
word
passed
,
"
Dakin
wants
to
see
the
squad
leaders
.
He
wants
to
talk
to
’
em
right
away
.
"
The
leaders
walked
importantly
toward
Dakin
’
s
tent
.
Now
the
line
of
orchard
top
grew
sharp
against
the
eastern
sky
and
the
parked
cars
were
greyly
visible
.
The
buckets
of
coffee
began
to
boil
,
and
a
rank
,
nourishing
smell
came
from
the
bean
kettles
.
The
cooks
ladled
out
beans
into
anything
the
people
brought
,
pans
,
jars
,
cans
and
tin
plates
.
Many
sat
on
the
ground
,
and
with
their
pocket
-
knives
carved
little
wooden
paddles
with
which
to
eat
their
beans
.
The
coffee
was
black
and
bitter
,
but
men
and
women
who
had
been
silent
and
uncomfortable
were
warmed
by
it
so
that
they
began
to
talk
,
to
laugh
,
to
call
greetings
to
one
another
.
The
daylight
came
over
the
trees
and
the
ground
turned
greyish
-
blue
.
Three
great
bands
of
geese
flew
over
,
high
in
the
light
.
Meanwhile
Dakin
,
flanked
by
Burke
and
London
,
stood
in
front
of
his
tent
.
Before
Dakin
the
squad
leaders
stood
and
waited
,
and
Mac
and
Jim
stood
among
them
,
for
Mac
had
explained
to
Jim
,
"
We
’
ve
got
to
go
pretty
slow
for
a
while
.
We
don
’
t
want
the
guys
to
throw
us
out
now
.
"
Dakin
had
put
on
a
short
denim
jacket
and
a
tweed
cap
.
His
pale
eyes
darted
about
over
the
faces
of
the
men
.
He
said
,
"
I
’
m
goin
’
to
tell
you
guys
what
’
s
on
,
and
then
you
can
pull
out
of
it
if
you
want
to
.
I
don
’
t
want
nobody
to
come
that
don
’
t
want
to
come
.
There
’
s
a
train
-
load
of
scabs
comin
’
in
.
We
figure
to
go
in
town
an
’
try
to
stop
’
em
.
We
’
ll
talk
to
’
em
some
,
and
then
we
might
have
to
fight
’
em
.
How
’
s
that
sound
to
you
?
"
A
murmur
of
assent
arose
.
"
All
right
,
then
.
We
’
ll
march
in
.
Keep
your
guys
in
hand
.
Keep
’
em
quiet
,
and
on
the
side
of
the
road
.
"
He
grinned
coldly
.
"
If
any
of
’
em
want
to
pick
up
a
few
rocks
an
’
shove
’
em
in
their
pockets
,
I
can
’
t
see
no
harm
in
that
.
"
The
men
laughed
appreciatively
.
"
O
.
K
.
If
you
got
that
,
go
talk
to
your
men
.
I
want
to
get
all
the
kicks
in
before
we
start
.
I
’
m
goin
’
to
leave
about
a
hundred
guys
to
look
after
the
camp
.
Go
get
some
breakfast
.
"
