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           "Youtastedthatmessoutthere?"

           "Yeah."

           "Well,Ihopetheotherguysgotsomestuffleftover.Wegottodobetterthanthat,orthemguys’llrunoutonus."

           "Foodkindofstoppedcomin’in,"saidLondon."Igotanothercanofsardines.Youguysliketohaveit?"

           "Damnright."Mactooktheprofferedcangreedily,andtwistedthekeytoopenit."Getoutyourknife,Jim.We’llsplitthis."

           "How’syourarm?"Londonasked.

           "Gettingstiff,"saidJim.

           Outsidethetentavoicesaid,"That’stheplace,thatonewiththelight."TheflapraisedandDickentered.Hishairwascombedneatly.Heheldagreycapinhishand.Hisgreysuitwasclean,butunpressed.Onlyhisdusty,unpolishedshoesshowedthathehadbeenwalkingthroughthecountry.Hestoodinthetententrance,lookingabout."Hi,Mac.Hello,Jim,"andtothegirl,"Hiya,baby?"Hereyesbrightened.Aspotofredcameintohercheeks.Shedrewthepieceofblanketcoquettishlydownaroundhershoulders.

           Macwavedhishand."Thishere’sLondon—thishere’sDick."Dickmadeahalfsalute."H’ya?"hesaid."Look,Mac,thesebabiesintownhavebeentakinglessons.""Whatyoumean?Whatyoudoin’outhereanyways?"

           Dicktookanewspaperfromhisoutsidepocketandhandeditover.MacopeneditandLondonandJimlookedoverhisshoulder."Comeoutbeforenoon,"saidDick.