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Chapter 13
Menwerestandingintheroad,watchingforthem.Asthetruckmovedalongthemenonthebeansacksstoodupandtookofftheirhatsandbowed.Albertdroppedintolowgearandcrawledthroughthecrowdofmentotheendofthecamp,neartheappletrees.
London,withSambehindhim,camepushingthroughtheshoutingmillofhystericalmenandwomen.
Maccried,"String’emup.Andlisten,London,tellthecookstocutthemeatthin,soit’llcookquick.Theseguysarehungry."
London’seyeswereasbrightasthoseofthemenaroundhim."Jesus,couldIeat,"hesaid."We’daboutgiveyouup."
Thecookscamethroughthecrowd.Theanimalswerehungtothelowerbranchesofthetrees,entrailsscoopedout,skinsrippedoff.Maccried,"London,don’tlet’emwasteanything.Saveallthebonesandheadsandfeetforsoup."Apanofhackedpiecesofmeatwenttothepit,andthecrowdfollowed,leavingthebutchersmoreroomtowork.Macstoodontherunning-board,overlookingthescene,butJimstillsatinthecab,straddlingthegear-shiftlever.Macturnedanxiouslytohim."What’sthematter,Jim?Youfeelallright?"
"Sure,I’mO.K.Myshoulder’sawfulstiff,though.Idarnnearcan’tmoveit."
"Iguessyou’recold.We’llseeifDoccan’tloosenyouupalittle."HehelpedJimdownfromthetruckandsupportedhimbytheelbowastheywalkedacrosstowardthemeatpit.Asmellofcookingmeathungoverthewholecamp,andthemeatdrippedfatonthecoalssothatfiercelittleflamesleapedupanddevouredeachdrop.Themencrowdedsodenselyaboutthepitthatthecooks,whowentaboutturningthemeatwithlongpointedsticks,hadtopushtheirwaythroughthethrong.
