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«
Sure
,
he
told
.
»
Casy
grinned
.
«
Well
,
sir
,
"
he
went
on
,
«
I
begin
gettin
’
at
things
.
Some
of
them
fellas
in
the
tank
was
drunks
,
but
mostly
they
was
there
’
cause
they
stole
stuff
;
an
’
mostly
it
was
stuff
they
needed
an
’
couldn
’
get
no
other
way
.
Ya
see
?
»
he
asked
.
«
No
,
"
said
Tom
.
«
Well
,
they
was
nice
fellas
,
ya
see
.
What
made
’
em
bad
was
they
needed
stuff
.
An
’
I
begin
to
see
,
then
.
It
’
s
need
that
makes
all
the
trouble
.
I
ain
’
t
got
it
worked
out
.
Well
,
one
day
they
give
us
some
beans
that
was
sour
.
One
fella
started
yellin
’
,
an
’
nothin
’
happened
.
He
yelled
his
head
off
.
Trusty
come
along
an
’
looked
in
an
’
went
on
.
Then
another
fella
yelled
.
Well
,
sir
,
then
we
all
got
yellin
’
.
And
we
all
got
on
the
same
tone
,
an
’
I
tell
ya
,
it
jus
’
seemed
like
that
tank
bulged
an
’
give
and
swelled
up
.
By
God
!
Then
somepin
happened
!
They
come
a
-
runnin
’
,
and
they
give
us
some
other
stuff
to
eat
—
give
it
to
us
.
Ya
see
?
»
«
No
,
"
said
Tom
.
Casy
put
his
chin
down
on
his
hands
.
«
Maybe
I
can
’
t
tell
you
,
"
he
said
.
«
Maybe
you
got
to
find
out
.
Where
’
s
your
cap
?
»
«
I
come
without
it
.
»
«
How
’
s
your
sister
?
»
«
Hell
,
she
’
s
big
as
a
cow
.
I
bet
she
got
twins
.
Gonna
need
wheels
under
her
stomach
.
Got
to
holdin
’
it
with
her
han
’
s
,
now
.
You
ain
’
tol
’
me
what
’
s
goin
’
on
.
»
