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Jim
started
to
go
in
,
but
he
caught
himself
and
walked
to
the
white
hospital
tent
down
the
row
.
There
was
a
curious
,
efficient
neatness
inside
the
tent
,
a
few
medical
supplies
,
bandage
,
bottles
of
iodine
,
a
large
jar
of
salts
,
a
doctor
’
s
bag
,
all
arranged
with
precision
on
a
big
box
.
Old
Dan
lay
propped
in
a
cot
,
and
on
the
ground
stood
a
wide
-
necked
bottle
for
a
urinal
,
and
an
old
-
fashioned
chamber
for
a
bed
-
pan
.
Old
Dan
’
s
beard
had
grown
longer
and
fiercer
,
and
his
cheeks
were
more
sunken
.
His
eyes
glinted
fiercely
at
Jim
.
"
So
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
finally
come
.
You
damn
squirts
get
what
you
want
,
and
then
run
out
on
a
man
.
"
"
How
you
feeling
,
Dan
?
"
Jim
asked
placatingly
.
"
Who
cares
?
That
doctor
’
s
a
nice
man
;
he
’
s
the
only
nice
one
in
this
bunch
of
lice
.
"
Jim
pulled
up
an
apple
box
and
sat
down
.
"
Don
’
t
be
mad
,
Dan
.
Look
,
I
got
it
myself
;
got
shot
in
the
shoulder
.
"
"
Served
you
damn
well
right
,
"
Dan
said
darkly
.
"
You
punks
can
’
t
take
care
o
’
yourselves
.
Damn
wonder
you
ain
’
t
all
dead
fallin
’
over
your
feet
.
"
Jim
was
silent
.
"
Leave
me
lyin
’
here
,
"
Dan
cried
.
"
Think
I
don
’
t
remember
nothing
.
Up
that
apple
tree
all
you
could
talk
was
strike
,
strike
.
And
who
starts
the
strike
?
You
?
Hell
,
no
.
I
start
it
!
Think
I
don
’
t
know
.
I
start
it
when
I
bust
my
hip
.
An
’
then
you
leave
me
here
alone
.
"
"
We
know
it
,
Dan
.
All
of
us
know
it
.
"
"
Then
why
don
’
t
I
get
no
say
?
Treat
me
like
a
Goddamn
baby
.
"
He
gesticulated
furiously
,
and
then
winced
.
"
Goin
’
to
leave
me
here
an
’
the
whole
bunch
go
on
a
funeral
!
Nobody
cares
about
me
!
"
Jim
interposed
,
"
That
’
s
not
so
,
Dan
.
We
’
re
going
to
put
you
on
a
truck
and
take
you
right
along
,
right
at
the
head
of
the
procession
.
"
Dan
’
s
mouth
dropped
open
,
exposing
his
four
long
squirrel
-
teeth
.
His
hands
settled
slowly
to
the
bed
.
"
Honest
?
"
he
said
.
"
On
a
truck
?
"
