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Al
’
s
face
sagged
with
fear
and
doubt
.
"
Aw
,
no
,
mister
.
I
don
’
t
think
my
old
man
’
d
do
it
.
"
Mac
broke
in
,
"
He
’
d
get
his
apples
picked
,
picked
quick
,
and
picked
for
nothing
.
Price
’
ll
be
high
with
the
rest
of
’
em
shut
off
.
"
"
Well
,
wouldn
’
t
the
town
guys
raise
hell
with
him
afterwards
?
"
"
Who
?
"
Mac
asked
.
"
Why
,
the
Legion
,
and
guys
like
that
.
They
’
d
sneak
out
and
beat
him
up
.
"
"
No
,
I
don
’
t
think
they
would
.
He
’
s
got
a
right
to
have
men
on
his
place
.
I
’
ll
have
a
doctor
lay
out
the
camp
and
see
it
’
s
kept
clean
,
and
your
old
man
’
ll
get
his
crop
picked
for
nothing
.
"
Al
shook
his
head
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
"
Well
,
we
can
easy
find
out
,
"
said
Mac
.
"
Let
’
s
go
talk
to
your
old
man
.
"
"
I
got
to
keep
this
place
open
.
I
can
’
t
go
away
.
"
Jim
suddenly
saw
his
neglected
food
and
began
to
eat
.
Mac
’
s
squinted
eyes
never
left
Al
’
s
face
.
He
sat
and
chewed
and
looked
.
Al
began
to
get
nervous
.
"
You
think
I
’
m
scared
,
"
he
began
.
