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«
Gimme
that
crank
.
»
Al
seized
it
.
«
Pull
down
the
spark
so
she
don
’
t
take
my
arm
off
.
»
«
O
.
K
.
Twist
her
tail
.
»
Al
labored
at
the
crank
,
around
and
around
.
The
engine
caught
,
spluttered
,
and
roared
as
Tom
choked
the
car
delicately
.
He
raised
the
spark
and
reduced
the
throttle
.
Ma
climbed
in
beside
him
.
«
We
woke
up
ever
’
body
in
the
camp
,
"
she
said
.
«
They
’
ll
go
to
sleep
again
.
»
Al
climbed
in
on
the
other
side
.
«
Pa
’
n
’
Uncle
John
got
up
top
,
"
he
said
.
«
Goin
’
to
sleep
again
.
»
Tom
drove
toward
the
main
gate
.
The
watchman
came
out
of
the
office
and
played
his
flashlight
on
the
truck
.
«
Wait
a
minute
.
»
«
What
ya
want
?
»
«
You
checkin
’
out
?
»
«
Sure
.
»
«
Well
,
I
got
to
cross
you
off
.
»
