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"
Sure
,
"
said
Jim
.
Nilson
poured
the
black
coffee
into
the
mugs
.
He
said
,
"
Now
here
’
s
the
way
we
work
on
applications
,
Jim
.
Your
card
went
in
to
the
membership
committee
.
I
have
to
talk
to
you
and
make
a
report
.
The
committee
passes
on
the
report
and
then
the
membership
votes
on
you
.
So
you
see
,
if
I
question
you
pretty
deep
,
I
just
have
to
.
"
He
poured
milk
into
his
coffee
,
and
then
he
looked
up
,
and
his
eyes
smiled
for
a
second
.
"
Sure
,
I
know
,
"
said
Jim
.
"
I
’
ve
heard
you
’
re
more
select
than
the
Union
League
Club
.
"
1
"
By
God
,
we
have
to
be
!
"
He
shoved
the
sugar
bowl
at
Jim
,
then
suddenly
,
"
Why
do
you
want
to
join
the
Party
?
"
Jim
stirred
his
coffee
.
His
face
wrinkled
up
in
concentration
.
He
looked
down
into
his
lap
.
"
Well
—
I
could
give
you
a
lot
of
little
reasons
.
Mainly
,
it
’
s
this
:
My
whole
family
has
been
ruined
by
this
system
.
My
old
man
,
my
father
,
was
slugged
so
much
in
labor
trouble
that
he
went
punch
-
drunk
.
He
got
an
idea
that
he
’
d
like
to
dynamite
a
slaughter
-
house
where
he
used
to
work
.
Well
,
he
caught
a
charge
of
buckshot
in
the
chest
from
a
riot
gun
.
"
Harry
interrupted
,
"
Was
your
father
Roy
Nolan
?
"
"
Yeah
.
Killed
three
years
ago
.
"
"
Jesus
!
"
Harry
said
.
"
He
had
a
reputation
for
being
the
toughest
mug
in
the
country
.
I
’
ve
heard
he
could
lick
five
cops
with
his
bare
hands
.
"
Jim
grinned
.
"
I
guess
he
could
,
but
every
time
he
went
out
he
met
six
.
He
always
got
the
hell
beat
out
of
him
.
He
used
to
come
home
all
covered
with
blood
.
He
’
d
sit
beside
the
cook
stove
.
We
had
to
let
him
alone
then
.
Couldn
’
t
even
speak
to
him
or
he
’
d
cry
.
When
my
mother
washed
him
later
,
he
’
d
whine
like
a
dog
.
"
He
paused
.
"
You
know
he
was
a
sticker
in
the
slaughter
-
house
.
Used
to
drink
warm
blood
to
keep
up
his
strength
.
"
Nilson
looked
quickly
at
him
,
and
then
away
.
He
bent
the
corner
of
the
application
card
and
creased
it
down
with
his
thumb
nail
.
"
Your
mother
is
alive
?
"
he
asked
softly
.
