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One
of
the
men
raised
his
voice
above
the
fire
.
"
You
sent
a
guy
to
tell
us
you
wanted
us
.
We
was
halfway
to
the
camp
when
we
seen
it
start
.
"
London
’
s
fury
drained
out
of
him
.
His
big
fists
undoubted
.
He
turned
helplessly
to
where
Mac
and
Jim
stood
,
their
eyes
glaring
in
the
light
.
Anderson
capered
close
to
them
in
his
jerky
,
wild
dance
.
He
came
close
to
Mac
and
stood
in
front
of
him
and
pushed
his
chin
up
into
Mac
’
s
face
.
"
You
dirty
son
-
of
-
a
-
bitch
!
"
His
voice
broke
,
and
he
turned
,
crying
,
back
toward
the
tower
of
flame
.
Mac
put
his
arm
around
Anderson
’
s
waist
,
but
the
old
man
flung
it
off
.
Out
of
the
fire
came
the
sharp
,
sweet
odor
of
burning
apples
.
Mac
looked
weak
and
sad
.
To
London
he
said
,
"
God
,
I
wish
it
hadn
’
t
happened
.
Poor
old
man
,
it
’
s
all
his
crop
.
"
A
thought
stopped
him
.
"
Christ
Almighty
!
Did
you
leave
anybody
to
look
after
the
camp
?
"
"
No
.
I
never
thought
.
"
Mac
whirled
.
"
Come
on
,
a
flock
of
you
.
Maybe
they
’
re
drawin
’
us
.
Some
of
you
stay
here
so
the
house
won
’
t
burn
too
.
"
He
sprinted
back
,
the
way
he
had
come
.
His
long
black
shadow
leaped
ahead
of
him
.
Jim
tried
to
keep
up
with
him
,
but
a
sick
weakness
set
in
.
Mac
drew
away
from
him
,
and
the
men
passed
him
,
until
he
was
alone
,
behind
them
,
stumbling
along
giddily
over
the
uneven
earth
.
No
flames
broke
from
the
camp
ahead
.
Jim
settled
down
to
walk
along
the
vague
aisle
between
the
rows
.
He
heard
the
crash
of
the
falling
barn
,
and
did
not
even
turn
to
look
.
When
he
was
halfway
back
,
his
legs
buckled
with
weakness
,
and
he
sat
down
heavily
on
the
ground
.
The
sky
was
bright
with
fire
over
his
head
,
and
behind
the
low
,
rosy
light
the
icy
stars
hung
.
Mac
,
retracing
his
steps
,
found
him
there
.
"
What
’
s
the
matter
,
Jim
?
"
"
Nothing
.
My
legs
got
weak
.
I
’
m
just
resting
.
Is
the
camp
all
right
?
"
"
Sure
.
They
didn
’
t
get
to
it
.
There
’
s
a
man
hurt
.
Fell
down
,
I
think
he
busted
his
ankle
.
We
’
ve
got
to
find
Doc
.
What
a
damn
fool
easy
trick
that
was
!
One
of
their
guys
tells
the
guards
to
get
out
while
the
rest
splash
gasoline
around
and
throw
in
a
match
.
Jesus
,
it
was
quick
!
Now
we
’
ll
get
hell
from
Anderson
.
Get
kicked
off
the
place
tomorrow
,
I
guess
.
"
"
Where
’
ll
we
go
then
,
Mac
?
"
