И проиграли бой

           MaclookedaftertheretreatingfigureofAnderson."How’sitfeeltobeaPartymannow,Jim?It’sswellwhenyoureadaboutit—romantic.Ladiesliketogetupandsquawkaboutthe’bossclass’andthe’downtroddenworkingman.’It’saheavyweight,Jim.Thatpoorguy.Thelunchwagonlooksbiggerthantheworldtohim.Ifeelresponsibleforthat.Hell,"Maccontinued."IthoughtIbroughtyououtheretoteachyou,togiveyouconfidence;andhereIspendmytimebelly-aching.IthoughtIwasgoingtobolsteryouup,andinstead—oh,whatthehell!It’sawfulhardtokeepyoureyesonthebigissue.Whythedevildon’tyousaysomething?"

           "Youdon’tgivemeachance."

           "IguessIdon’t.Saysomethingnow!AllIcanthinkofisthatpoorlittleJoyshotup.Hedidn’thavemuchsense,buthewasn’tafraidofanything."

           "Hewasanicelittleguy,"Jimsaid."’Memberwhathesaid?Nobodywasgoingtomakehimstopcallingsons-of-bitches,‘sons-of-bitches.’IwishIdidn’tgetthislostfeelingsometimes,Jim."

           "Alittlefriedporkmighthelp."

           "ByGod,that’sright.Ididn’thavemuchthismorning.Let’sgoover."

           Alongdeliverywagondroveuptheroadandstoppedinfrontofthelineofcars.Fromtheseatafussylittlemansteppeddownandwalkedintothecamp."Who’sinchargehere?"hedemandedofMac.

           "Dakin.He’soverinthatbigtent."

           "Well,I’mthecoroner.Iwantthatcorpse."

           "Where’syourbodyguard?"Macasked.