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Mac
said
,
"
We
just
wanted
to
tell
you
we
’
re
sorry
.
We
didn
’
t
burn
the
barn
.
Some
of
the
boys
from
town
did
.
"
"
What
th
’
hell
do
I
care
who
burned
it
?
It
’
s
burned
,
the
crop
’
s
burned
.
What
do
you
damn
bums
know
about
it
?
I
’
ll
lose
the
place
sure
,
now
.
"
His
eyes
watered
with
rage
.
"
You
bastards
never
owned
nothing
.
You
never
planted
trees
an
’
seen
’
em
grow
an
’
felt
’
em
with
your
hands
.
You
never
owned
a
thing
,
never
went
out
an
’
touched
your
own
apple
trees
with
your
hands
.
What
do
you
know
?
"
"
We
never
had
a
chance
to
own
anything
,
"
Mac
said
.
"
We
’
d
like
to
own
something
and
plant
trees
.
"
Anderson
ignored
his
words
.
"
I
listened
to
your
promises
.
Look
what
happened
.
The
whole
crop
’
s
burned
,
there
’
s
paper
coming
due
.
"
Mac
asked
,
"
How
about
the
pointers
?
"
Anderson
’
s
hands
settled
slowly
to
his
sides
.
A
look
of
cold
,
merciless
hatred
came
into
his
eyes
.
He
said
slowly
,
softly
,
"
The
kennel
was
—
against
—
the
barn
.
"
Mac
turned
to
Al
and
nodded
.
For
a
moment
Al
questioned
with
his
eyes
,
and
then
he
scowled
.
"
What
he
says
goes
.
You
guys
get
the
hell
out
,
and
don
’
t
never
come
back
.
"
Anderson
ran
to
the
bed
and
stood
in
front
of
it
.
"
I
could
shoot
you
men
now
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
the
sheriff
’
s
goin
’
to
do
it
for
me
,
an
’
damn
quick
.
"
Mac
touched
Jim
on
the
arm
,
and
they
went
out
and
shut
the
door
.
They
didn
’
t
bother
to
look
around
when
they
went
out
the
gate
.
Mac
set
out
so
rapidly
that
Jim
had
to
stretch
his
stride
to
keep
up
.
The
sun
was
cutting
downward
now
,
and
the
shadows
of
whole
trees
lay
between
the
rows
,
and
the
wind
was
stirring
in
the
branches
,
so
that
both
trees
and
ground
seemed
to
quiver
nervously
.
"
It
keeps
you
hopping
,
keeping
the
picture
,
"
Mac
said
.
"
You
see
a
guy
hurt
,
or
somebody
like
Anderson
smashed
,
or
you
see
a
cop
ride
down
a
Jew
girl
,
an
’
you
think
,
what
the
hell
’
s
the
use
of
it
.
An
’
then
you
think
of
the
millions
starving
,
and
it
’
s
all
right
again
.
It
’
s
worth
it
.
But
it
keeps
you
jumping
between
pictures
.
Don
’
t
it
ever
get
you
,
Jim
?
"
