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Chapter 9

           "Saidyou’dprotectus,didn’tyou?"

           "SureIdid.Theguyshere’lltakecareofyou.What’sthematter?"

           "I’lltellyouwhat’sthematter.BunchofmenburnedupAl’slunchwagonlastnight.TheyjumpedonAl’an’brokehisarman’sixribs.Theyburnedhislunchwagonrightdown."

           "Jesus!"Macsaid."Ididn’tthinkthey’ddothat."

           "Youdidn’tthink,buttheydiditjustthesame."

           "Where’sAlnow,Mr.Anderson?""He’sovertothehouse.Ihadtobringhimoutfromthehospital."

           "I’llgetthedoctor.We’llgooverandseehim."

           "Eighteenhundreddollars!"theoldmancried."Hegotsomeofittogether,andIloanedhimsome,andthenalongyoucome.Nowhehasn’tgotathing."

           "I’mawfulsorry,"Macsaid.

           "Sure,you’resorry.Thatdon’tunburnAl’swagon.Thatdon’tmendhisarmandhisribs.Andwhatyoudoingtoprotectme?They’llburnmyhousenext."

           "We’llputaguardaroundyourhouse."

           "Guard,hell.Whatgood’sthisbunchofbums?IwishIneverletyouontheplace.You’llruinme."Hisvoicehadrisentoahighsqueak.Hisoldeyeswerewatering."Youjustplayedhell,that’swhatyoudid.That’swhatwegetformixingupwithabunchofdamnradicals."

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