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Chapter 8
Theriflespushedintotheirbacksandpunchedthemalongthroughthedarkness.Theleader’svoicesaid,"ThoughtyouwasGod-damnsmart,didn’tyou?Youdidn’tknowthoseday-copspointedyoutwoguysout."Theymarchedacrosstheroad,andinamongthetreesontheotherside."Thoughtyouwasdarnsmart,gettingthemenoutofherebeforedaylight;thoughtyou’dleaveusholdingthesack.Hell,weknewthatgagtenminutesafteryoudecidedit."
"Whotoldyou,mister?"
"Don’tyouwishyouknew?"Theirfeetpoundedalong.Theriflesjabbedintotheirbacks.
"Youtakin’ustojail,mister?"
"Jail,hell,we’retakin’youGod-damnredstotheVigilanceCommittee.Ifyou’reluckythey’llbeatthecrapoutofyouanddumpyouoverthecountyline;ifyouain’tlucky,they’llstringyouuptoatree.Wegotnouseforradicalsinthisvalley."
"Butyouguysarecops,yougottotakeustojail."
"Thatwhatyouthink.There’sanicelittlehousealittlewaysfromhere.That’swherewe’retakingyou."Undertheorchardtreeseventhelittlelightfromthestarswasshutoff."Nowbequiet,youguys."
Jimcried,"Go,Mac!"andatthesameinstanthedropped.Hisguardtoppledoverhim.Jimrolledaroundthetrunkofatree,stoodupandbolted.Atthesecondrowheclimbedupintoanappletree,farup,amongtheleaves.Heheardascuffleandagruntofpain.Theflashlightdartedaboutandthenfelltothegroundandaimlesslylightedarottenapple.Therecamearipofcloth,andthensteadypoundingoffootsteps.
