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Chapter 4
"We’regoingtohavecompany,"Macobserved.
Thelongfreightofemptiescameslowlydowntheyard,redbox-carsandyellowrefrigeratorcars,blackirongondolasandroundtankcars.Theenginewentbyatlittlemorepacethanamancouldwalk,andtheengineerwavedablack,shinygloveatthemenintheditch.Heyelled,"Goingtothepicnic?"andplayfullyreleasedaspurtofwhitesteamfrombetweenthewheels.
Macsaid,"Wewantabox-car.There,thatone.Thedoor’sopenalittle."Trottingbesidethecarhepushedatthedoor."Giveahand,"hecalled.Jimputhishandtotheironhandleandthrewhisweightagainstit.Thebigslidingdoorscreechedrustilyopenafewfeet.Macputhishandsonthesill,vaulted,turnedintheairandlandedinasittingpositioninthedoorway.QuicklyhestoodupoutofthewaywhileJimimitatedhim.Thefloorofthecarwaslitteredwithliningpaper,torndownfromthewalls.Mackickedapileofthepapertogetherandforceditagainstthewall."Getyourselfsome,"heshouted."Itmakesanicecushion."
BeforeJimhadpileduphispaper,anewheadappearedinthedoorway.Amanflunghimselfinandtwomorefollowedhim.ThefirstmanlookedquicklyaboutthecarfloorandthenstoodoverMac."Gotjustaboutallofit,didn’tyou?"
"Gotwhat?"Macaskedinnocently.
"Thepaper.Youdoneagoodcleanjob."
Macsmileddisarmingly."Wedidn’tknowtherewasguestscoming."Hestoodup."Here,takesomeofit."ThemangapedatMacforamoment,andthenheleanedoverandpickedupthewholecushionofpapers.