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           "Itwasdifferentwiththelittlefellowwhowasshot,"Docwentonmusingly."Helikedwhathedid.Hewouldn’thavehaditanyotherway."

           "Doc,you’rebreakin’myheart,"Macsaidirritably."Don’tyougetlostinalotofsentimentalfoolishness.There’sanendtobegained;it’sarealend,hasn’tanythingtodowithpeoplelosingrespect.It’speoplegettingbreadintotheirguts.It’sreal,notanyofyourhigh-falutin’ideas.How’stheoldguywiththebrokenhip?"

           "Allright,then,changethesubject.Theoldman’sgettingmeanasascorpion.Rightatfirsthegotalotofattention,hegotprettyproudforawhile;andnowhe’smadbecausethemendon’tcomeandlistentohimtalk."

           "I’llgoinandseehiminthemorning,"saidJim."Hewasakindofaniceoldfellow."

           Maccried,"Listen!Didn’tthattruckstop?"

           "Ithinkitdid.Soundedasthoughitstoppedatthecamp."

           "Iwonderwhatthehell.Comeon,let’shurry.Lookoutfortrees."Theyhadgoneonlyalittledistancewhenthetruckroared,itsgearsclashed,anditmovedawayagain.Itssoundsoftenedintothedistanceuntilitmergedwiththequiet."Ihopenothing’swrong,"saidMac.

           Theytrottedoutoftheorchardandcrossedtheclearedspace.ThelightstillburnedinLondon’stent,andagroupofmenmovedaboutnearit.Macdashedup,threwupthetent-flapandwentinside.Onthegroundlayalong,roughpinebox.Londonsatonaboxandstaredmoroselyupatthenewcomers.