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Jim
had
sat
quietly
on
the
mattress
.
His
face
was
troubled
.
Through
the
tent
walls
the
glow
of
the
fire
was
still
faintly
visible
,
and
now
the
shriek
of
sirens
sounded
,
coming
nearer
and
nearer
,
lonely
and
fierce
in
the
night
.
Mac
said
bitterly
,
"
They
gave
it
a
good
long
time
to
get
started
before
the
trucks
came
out
.
Hell
,
we
never
did
get
anything
to
eat
.
Come
on
,
London
.
I
’
ll
get
some
for
you
,
Jim
.
"
Jim
sat
waiting
for
them
to
come
back
.
Lisa
,
beside
him
,
was
secretly
nursing
the
baby
under
the
blanket
again
.
"
Don
’
t
you
ever
move
around
?
"
Jim
asked
.
"
Huh
?
"
"
You
just
sit
still
.
All
these
things
go
on
around
you
,
and
you
pay
no
attention
.
You
don
’
t
even
hear
.
"
"
I
wisht
it
was
over
,
"
she
replied
.
"
I
wisht
we
lived
in
a
house
with
a
floor
,
an
’
a
toilet
close
by
.
I
don
’
t
like
this
fightin
’
.
"
"
It
’
s
got
to
be
done
,
"
Jim
said
.
"
It
will
be
over
sometime
,
but
maybe
not
in
our
lives
.
"
Mac
came
in
carrying
two
steaming
food
cans
.
"
Well
,
the
fire
trucks
got
there
before
it
was
all
out
,
anyway
.
Here
,
Jim
,
I
put
the
beef
in
with
the
beans
.
You
take
this
one
,
Lisa
.
"
Jim
said
,
"
Mac
,
you
shouldn
’
t
’
ve
let
Sam
go
.
"
"
Why
the
hell
shouldn
’
t
I
?
"
