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Chapter 7
"Andlousy,"Macadded."Allright,Doc.Thisisthebestset-upI’veseenforalongtime.Iwanttoworkoutsomeideas.Idon’twantthisruckustogetoutofhand."Hegulpedsomeofthecoffee."Sitdownonthatbox.We’vegotfiveacresofprivateproperty.You’llhaveallthehelpyouneed.Canyoulayoutacamp,aperfectcamp,allstraightlines?Digtoilets,takecareofsanitation,garbagedisposal?Trytofigureoutsomewaytotakebaths?AndfilltheairsoGod-damnfullofcarbolicorchlorideoflimethatitsmellshealthy?Makethewholedistrictsmellclean—canyoudothat?"
"Yes.Icandoit.GivemeenoughhelpandIcan."Thesadeyesgrewsadder."GivemefivegallonsofcrudecarbolicandI’llperfumethecountryformiles."
"Good.Now,we’removingthementoday.Youlook’emoverasquickasyoucan.Seethere’snocontagioninanyof’em,willyou?Thehealthauthoritiesaregoingtodoplentyofsnooping.Iftheycancatchusoffbase,they’llbounceus.Theyletuslivelikepigsinthejungle,butjusttheminutewestartastrike,theygetawfulconcernedaboutthepublichealth."
"Allright,allright."
Maclookedconfused."Ibustedrightintoasong,didn’tI?Well,youknowwhat’sneeded.Let’sgoseeLondonnow."
ThreemensatonthestepsofLondon’sroom.TheygotupandmovedasideforMac.Inside,Londonwaslyingdown,dozing.Heroseuponhiselbow."Chroust!Isitmorning?"
"It’sChristmas,"saidMac."Mr.London,thishere’sDocBurton,DirectorofPublicHealth.Hewantssomemen.Howmanyyouwant,Doc?"
"Well,howmanymenarewegoingtohandle?"