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Chapter 13
Londonsaid,"I’llgetAlbertJohnsonandsomemen."Hehurriedoveranddisappearedinthecrowd.
Macstilllaughedsoftlytohimself."Whatabreak!"hesaid."Newleaseonlife.Oh,Dick’sagreatguy.He’sagreatguy."
Jim,lookingatthecrowd,sawitstirtolife,itswirled.Anexcitedcommotionovercameit.Themobeddied,brokeandstartedbacktothetruck.London,inthelead,waspointingoutmenwithhisfinger.Thecrowdsurroundedthetruck,laughing,shouting.AlbertJohnsonputhismuddyropesundertheseatandclimbedin.Macgotinbesidehim,andhelpedJimin."Keeptheguystogether,London,"heshouted."Don’tlet’emstraggle."Thetenchosenmenleapedonthebedofthetruck.
Andthenthecrowdplayed.Theyheldthetailboarduntilthewheelschurned.Theymademud-ballsandthrewthematthemensittingonthetruck.Outside,intheroad,thepolicestoodquietlyandwaited.
AlbertJohnsonjerkedhisclutchinandtoreloosefromthegripofthecrowd.Themotorpantedheavilyashestrucktheroad.Twoofthecopskickedovertheirmotorsandfellinbesidethetruck.Macturnedandlookedoutthroughtherearwindowofthecabatthecrowd.Theycameboilingoutofthecemeteryinawave.Theybrokeontheroad,hurryingalong,fillingtheroad,whilethecopsvainlytriedtokeepapassageclearforautomobiles.Thejubilantmenmockedthemandpushedthemandsurgedaroundthem,laughinglikechildren.Thetruck,withitsescorts,turnedacornerandmovedquicklyaway.
Albertwatchedhisspeedometerwarily."Iguessthesebabies’dliketopickmeupforspeeding."
