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As
it
came
abreast
,
they
hopped
aboard
the
box
-
car
again
.
Mac
settled
into
his
pile
of
papers
.
"
We
might
just
as
well
have
stayed
asleep
.
"
Jim
sat
in
the
doorway
again
,
while
the
train
crept
into
the
round
brown
hills
,
and
through
two
short
tunnels
.
He
could
still
taste
the
tobacco
in
his
mouth
,
and
it
tasted
good
.
Suddenly
he
dug
in
the
pocket
of
his
blue
denim
coat
.
"
Mac
,
"
he
cried
.
"
Yeah
?
What
?
"
"
Here
’
s
a
couple
of
chocolate
bars
I
got
last
night
.
"
Mac
took
one
of
the
bars
and
lazily
unwrapped
it
.
"
I
can
see
you
’
re
going
to
be
an
asset
in
any
man
’
s
revolution
,
"
he
said
.
In
about
an
hour
the
drowsiness
came
upon
Jim
again
.
Reluctantly
he
closed
the
door
of
the
car
and
curled
up
in
his
papers
.
Almost
instantly
he
was
in
the
black
,
roaring
cave
again
,
and
the
sound
made
dreams
of
water
pouring
over
him
.
Vaguely
he
could
see
debris
and
broken
bits
of
wood
in
the
water
.
And
the
water
bore
him
down
and
down
into
the
dark
place
below
dreaming
.
He
awakened
when
Mac
shook
him
.
"
I
bet
you
’
d
sleep
a
week
if
I
’
d
let
you
.
You
’
ve
put
in
over
twelve
hours
today
.
"
Jim
rubbed
his
eyes
hard
.
"
I
feel
slugged
again
.
"
"
Well
,
get
yourself
together
.
We
’
re
coming
into
Torgas
.
"
"
Good
God
,
what
time
is
it
?
"
