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"
No
,
I
won
’
t
.
I
just
wondered
why
it
was
warm
beside
you
.
"
"
I
ain
’
t
cold
.
"
He
turned
his
face
away
.
"
I
’
m
going
to
talk
to
you
,
Lisa
.
You
won
’
t
understand
,
and
it
won
’
t
matter
,
not
a
bit
.
Everything
’
s
crumbling
down
and
washing
away
.
But
this
is
just
a
little
bit
of
the
whole
thing
.
This
isn
’
t
anything
,
Lisa
.
You
and
I
aren
’
t
much
in
the
whole
thing
.
See
,
Lisa
?
I
’
m
telling
it
to
myself
,
but
I
understand
it
better
with
you
listening
.
You
don
’
t
know
what
I
’
m
talking
about
,
do
you
,
Lisa
?
"
He
saw
a
blush
creep
up
the
side
of
her
neck
.
"
I
jus
’
had
a
baby
,
"
she
said
.
"
Besides
,
I
ain
’
t
that
kind
.
"
She
lifted
her
shamed
eyes
.
"
Don
’
t
talk
that
way
.
Don
’
t
get
that
tone
on
you
,
"
she
begged
.
"
You
know
I
ain
’
t
that
kind
.
"
He
reached
out
his
hand
to
pat
her
,
but
she
shrank
away
from
him
.
"
No
.
"
He
stood
up
.
"
Be
nice
to
the
old
guy
.
See
?
There
’
s
water
and
a
spoon
on
the
table
.
Give
him
a
little
,
now
and
then
.
"
He
raised
his
head
tensely
to
listen
to
a
stir
of
voices
in
the
camp
,
a
gradually
increasing
stir
.
And
then
,
over
the
bass
of
voices
,
a
haranguing
voice
sounded
,
a
voice
that
rose
and
fell
angrily
.
"
I
’
ve
got
to
go
,
"
Jim
said
.
"
Take
care
of
him
.
"
He
hurried
out
of
the
tent
.
By
the
stoves
he
saw
men
collecting
around
some
central
object
,
all
faces
inward
.
The
angry
voice
came
from
the
center
.
As
Jim
watched
,
the
crowd
moved
sideways
toward
the
naked
little
stand
that
had
been
built
for
Joy
’
s
body
.
The
mob
touched
the
stand
and
flowed
around
it
,
but
out
of
the
group
one
man
shot
up
and
took
his
position
in
the
stand
.
Jim
ran
over
.
He
could
see
,
now
.
It
was
the
sullen
,
scowling
Burke
.
His
arms
gesticulated
.
His
voice
bellowed
over
the
heads
of
the
crowd
.
Jim
saw
London
hurrying
in
from
the
road
.
Burke
grasped
the
hand
-
rail
.
"
There
he
is
now
,
"
he
shouted
.
"
Look
at
’
im
.
That
’
s
the
guy
that
’
s
spoiled
ever
’
thing
.
What
the
hell
’
s
he
done
?
Set
in
his
tent
an
’
et
canned
peaches
while
we
got
wet
and
lived
on
garbage
a
pig
wouldn
’
touch
.
"
London
’
s
mouth
was
open
with
astonishment
.
"
What
’
s
goin
’
on
here
?
"
he
cried
.
Burke
leaned
forward
over
the
rail
.
"
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
’
s
goin
’
on
.
Us
guys
decided
we
wanted
a
real
leader
.
We
decided
we
want
a
guy
that
won
’
t
sell
out
for
a
load
o
’
canned
goods
.
"
