И проиграли бой

           LondonandMaclookedforamomentatthegentlyswayingtent-flap.Londonsaid,"Igotafeelin’heain’tcomin’back.Funnyhowyoucangettolikeameanmanlikethat.Alwaysgothischinstuckout,lookin’fortrouble."

           Jimhadsatquietlyonthemattress.Hisfacewastroubled.Throughthetentwallstheglowofthefirewasstillfaintlyvisible,andnowtheshriekofsirenssounded,comingnearerandnearer,lonelyandfierceinthenight.

           Macsaidbitterly,"Theygaveitagoodlongtimetogetstartedbeforethetruckscameout.Hell,weneverdidgetanythingtoeat.Comeon,London.I’llgetsomeforyou,Jim."

           Jimsatwaitingforthemtocomeback.Lisa,besidehim,wassecretlynursingthebabyundertheblanketagain."Don’tyouevermovearound?"Jimasked.

           "Huh?"

           "Youjustsitstill.Allthesethingsgoonaroundyou,andyoupaynoattention.Youdon’tevenhear."

           "Iwishtitwasover,"shereplied."Iwishtwelivedinahousewithafloor,an’atoiletcloseby.Idon’tlikethisfightin’."

           "It’sgottobedone,"Jimsaid."Itwillbeoversometime,butmaybenotinourlives."

           Maccameincarryingtwosteamingfoodcans."Well,thefiretrucksgottherebeforeitwasallout,anyway.Here,Jim,Iputthebeefinwiththebeans.Youtakethisone,Lisa."

           Jimsaid,"Mac,youshouldn’t’veletSamgo."