И проиграли бой

           "It’sadamnshamewecan’tsaveit,"Macsaid."Ifweonlyhadalittlekegwecould."

           Jimcried,"O.K.Bringoutanother.Bringheroverhere."Themenhadbeencuriousatthefirstslaughter,butwhenthetwooldcowswerekilled,theydidnotpressinsoclosetosee.Whenalltheanimalsweredownandthebloodoozedslowlyfromtheirthroats,Albertwipedthestickyknifeonapieceofsackandhandeditbacktothefarmer.Hebackedhistrucktotheanimalsandthemenliftedthelimp,heavycreaturesuponthebed,andlettheheadshanglooselyoversothattheymightbleedontheground.Last,theypiledthetensacksoflimabeansonthefrontofthetruckbedandtooktheirplacesonthesacks.

           Macturnedtothefarmer."Thanks,mister."

           "Notmyplace,"hesaid."Notmycow.Ifarmshares."

           "Well,thanksfortheloanofyourknife."MachelpedJimalittleashegotintothetruckandmovedoveragainstAlbertJohnson.TheshirtsleeveonAlbert’srightarmwasredtotheshoulderwithblood.Albertstartedhisslow,chuggingmotorandmovedcarefullyovertheroughroad.Atthegatethetrafficcopwaitedforthem,andwhentheygotoutonthecountyroadhefollowedalittlewaybehind.

           Themenonthesacksstartedtosing.

           "Soup,soup,giveussomesoup—Wedon’twantnothingbutjustsomesoup."Thecopgrinnedatthem.Oneofthemenchantedathim,

           "Whoopsmydear,whoopsmydear,

           Eventhechiefofpoliceisqueer."