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Chapter 10
"Iknowit.Ibeenaroundwiththesestiffslongenoughtotell."
"Well,Ijustsaidthey’dstartfightin’,ifwedidn’tput’emtowork."
"Theyalreadydid.Thatbunchweleftincampthismorninghadafuss.Oneoftheguystriedtomakeanotherguy’swoman.An’thefirstguycomeinan’stuckhimwithapairofscissors.Docfixedhimup.Heliketobledtodeath,Iguess."
"Yousee,Jim?Itoldyou.Listen,London,Dakin’ssoreatme.Hedon’twanttolistentonothingItellhim,buthe’lllistentoyou.Wegottomovetheseguysbeforetheygetintotrouble.Make’emmarchinacircle—make’emdigaholeandthenfillitup.Itdon’tmakenodifference."
"Iknowit.Well,howaboutpicketin’?"
"Swell,butIdon’tthinkthere’smuchworkgoin’onyet."
"Whatdowecare,ifitmovestheguysofftheirass."
"Yougotahead,London.SeeifyoucangetDakintosend’emout,aboutfiftyinabunch,outindifferentdirections.Let’emkeeptotheroads,andiftheyseeanyapplepickin’,let’embreakitup."
"SureIwill,"Londonsaid,andheturnedandwalkedtowardDakin’sbrowntent.
Jimbegan,"Mac,yousaidIcouldgooutwiththepickets."
"Well,I’dratherhaveyouwithme.""Iwanttogetintoit,Mac."
"O.K.,gowithoneofthebunches,then.Butstickclosetothem,Jim.Theygotournumberhere.Youknowthat.Don’tlet’empickyouoff."
