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Chapter 13
TheysurroundedBolterandtookhimthroughthepressofsilentmen,sawhimintohiscoupeandwatchedhimdriveawaydowntheroad.WhenhewasgoneLondonraisedhisvoice."Ifyouguyswanttocomeovertothestand,I’llgetuponitandtellyouwhattheson-of-a-bitchsaid,andwhatweansweredhimback."Heflailedhiswaythrough,andthemenfollowed,excitedly.Thecooksleftthestoveswheretheywereboilingbeansandchunksofbeef.Thewomencrawledlikerodentsfromthetentsandfollowed.WhenLondonclimbeduponthestanditwasringedcloselywithmen,standinginthedusklookingupathim.
DuringthetalkwithBolterDocBurtonhadeffacedhimself,hadbeensoquietthatheseemedtohavedisappeared,butwhenthegroupwentout,leavingonlyJimandLisasittingonthemattress,hecameoutofhiscornerandsatdownontheedgeofthemattressbesidethem.Hisfacewasworried."It’sgoingtobeameanone,"hesaid.
"That’swhatwewant,Doc,"Jimtoldhim."Theworseitis,themoreeffectit’llhave."
Burtonlookedathimwithsadeyes."Youseeawaythrough,"hesaid."IwishIdid.Itallseemsmeaninglesstome,brutalandmeaningless."
"Ithastogoon,"Jiminsisted."Itcanonlystopwhenthemenrulethemselvesandgettheprofitsoftheirlabor."
"Seemssimpleenough,"Burtonsighed."IwishIthoughtitweresosimple."Heturnedsmilingtothegirl."What’syoursolution,Lisa?"
Shestarted."Huh?"
"Imean,whatwouldyouliketohavetomakeyouhappy."
