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           "O.K.,"saidLondon.

           "LotsofsympathizersinTorgas,"Dickwenton."’Coursethejoint’sorganizedbytheGrowers’Association,sothewholebunchisundergroundlikeaflocko’gophers.Butthestuffisthere,ifIcangettoit."

           "Youweredoin’swelltillthisbusted,"Macsaid.

           "SureIwas.Ihadsometroublewithoneolddame.Shewantedtohelpthecausesomethin’terrible."

           Maclaughed."Ineverknewnomaidenmodestytokeepyououtofthefeedbag.S’poseshedidwanttogiveheralltothecause?"

           Dickshuddered."Herallwassixteenaxe-handlesacrost,"hesaid.

           "Well,we’llgetyourpaperforyou,andthenIwantyoutogetthehelloutofhere.Theyain’tgotyouspottedyet,havethey?"

           "Idon’tknow,"saidDick."Ikindofthinktheyhave.IwroteinforBobSchwartztocomedown.IgotafeelingI’mgoingtogetvaggedprettysoon.Bobcantakeoverthen."

           Londonrootedinaboxandbroughtoutatabletofpaperandapencil.Mactookthemfromhimandwroteoutthestatement."Youwritenice,"Londonsaidadmiringly."Huh?Oh,sure.CanIsignitforyou,London?"

           "Sure.Goahead."

           "Hell,"saidDick."Icouldofdonethatmyself."Hetookthepaperandfoldeditcarefully."Oh,say,Mac.Iheardaboutoneoftheguysgettin’bumped."

           "Didn’tyouknow,Dick?ItwasJoy."