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"
Sure
,
"
said
London
.
"
You
just
stretch
out
.
There
ain
’
t
nothing
you
can
do
now
.
I
’
m
goin
’
to
go
out
an
’
talk
to
them
squad
leaders
.
Maybe
we
could
take
a
few
good
guys
an
’
sneak
up
on
the
barricades
.
"
"
I
’
m
scared
they
’
ve
got
us
now
,
"
Mac
said
.
"
They
took
the
heart
out
of
the
guys
before
they
could
get
going
.
"
He
lay
down
on
the
mattress
.
"
What
they
need
is
blood
,
"
he
muttered
.
"
A
mob
’
s
got
to
kill
something
.
Oh
,
Christ
,
I
guess
I
’
ve
bungled
everything
right
from
the
start
.
"
He
closed
his
eyes
,
then
suddenly
opened
them
again
.
"
Listen
,
they
’
ll
pay
us
a
visit
pretty
soon
,
the
sheriff
or
somebody
.
Be
sure
and
wake
me
up
.
Don
’
t
let
’
em
get
away
with
anything
.
Be
sure
and
call
me
.
"
He
stretched
like
a
cat
and
clasped
his
hands
over
his
head
.
His
breathing
became
regular
.
The
sun
threw
shadows
of
the
tent
-
ropes
on
the
canvas
,
and
in
the
open
entrance
a
piece
of
sunlight
lay
on
the
foot
-
beaten
earth
.
Jim
and
London
walked
quietly
outside
.
"
Poor
guy
,
"
London
said
.
"
He
needs
it
.
I
never
seen
a
guy
so
far
gone
for
sleep
.
I
heard
how
the
cops
keep
a
guy
awake
till
he
goes
crazy
.
"
"
He
’
ll
be
different
when
he
wakes
up
,
"
said
Jim
.
"
Lord
,
I
said
I
’
d
take
something
to
old
Dan
.
An
’
then
those
cars
came
up
.
I
better
do
it
now
.
"
"
I
’
ll
go
see
how
Lisa
’
s
getting
along
.
Maybe
she
better
go
an
’
take
care
of
the
old
duck
.
"
Jim
walked
to
the
stove
and
ladled
some
beans
into
a
can
and
carried
them
to
the
hospital
tent
.
The
idle
men
,
standing
about
,
had
collected
into
little
groups
.
Jim
looked
into
the
hospital
tent
.
The
triangular
sunny
place
had
shortened
and
fallen
off
the
cot
.
Old
Dan
’
s
eyes
were
closed
,
and
his
breathing
was
slow
and
light
.
A
curious
musty
,
rancid
odor
filled
the
tent
,
the
breath
from
a
congested
and
slowly
dying
body
.
Jim
leaned
over
the
cot
.
"
Dan
,
I
brought
you
something
to
eat
.
"
Dan
opened
his
eyes
slowly
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
none
.
I
ain
’
t
got
the
strength
to
chew
.
"
"
You
have
to
eat
,
Dan
.
Have
to
eat
to
get
strong
.
Look
,
I
’
ll
put
a
pillow
under
your
head
,
and
I
’
ll
feed
you
.
"
"
Don
’
t
want
to
get
strong
.
"
His
voice
was
langorous
.
"
Just
want
to
lay
here
.
I
been
a
top
-
faller
.
"
His
eyes
closed
again
.
"
You
’
d
go
up
the
stick
,
way
up
,
way
up
,
an
’
you
could
see
all
the
little
trees
,
second
,
third
growth
timber
down
below
.
Then
you
fix
your
safety
belt
.
"
He
sighed
deeply
,
and
his
mouth
went
on
whispering
.
A
shadow
fell
in
the
spot
of
sunlight
.
Jim
looked
up
.
Lisa
stood
in
the
door
of
the
tent
,
and
her
baby
was
under
the
shoulder
blanket
.
"
I
got
enough
to
do
,
takin
’
care
of
the
baby
.
He
says
I
got
to
come
an
’
take
care
of
a
old
man
,
too
.
"
