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Chapter 13

           P.S.Inearlygotpickeduplastnight.

           P.P.S.Onlytwelveaxe-handles."

           Macwaslaughing."Oh,Jesus!Oh,Christ!Twocowsandacalfandbeans.Thatgivesustime.Jim,runoverandfindLondon.Tellhimtocomehereasquickashecan."

           Jimplungedoff,andwalkedthroughthecrowd.Inamomenthecameback,withLondonhurryingbesidehim.

           Maccried,"Didhetellyou,London?Didhe?"

           "Hesaysyougotfood."

           "Hellyes.Twocowsandacalf.Tensacksofbeans!Whytheguyscangorightoutinthistrucknow."

           Fromthecrowdedsideofthecemeterycamethebeatingofmudthrowndownonthepinecasket."Y’see,"Macsaid."Theguys’llfeelfinewhentheygettheirstomachsfullofmeatandbeans."

           Londonsaid,"Icoulddowithapieceofmeatmyself."

           "Look,London,I’llgoonthetruck.Givemeabouttenmentoguardit.Jim,youcancomewithme."Hehesitated."Wherewegoingtogetwood?We’reaboutoutofwood.Look,London,leteveryguypickupapieceortwoofwood,fencepicket,pieceofculvert,anything.Tell’emwhatit’sfor.Whenyougetback,digaholeandstartafireinit.You’llfindenoughjunkinthosedamnedoldcarstopieceoutascreen.Getyourfiregoing."Heturnedbacktothered-hairedyoungman."WhereisthisGallinasRoad?"

           "’Boutamilefromhere.Youcandropmeoffontheway."

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