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Chapter 13
"Sure.Whydon’tthemenbuildfirestositby?Theydidlastnight."
"Theygotnowood,"saidLondon."Imade’emputallthewoodoverbythestoves."
"Well,whatmakes’emsoquiet?Youcanhardlyhearathing,"Jimsaid."It’sallquiet."
Macmused,"It’sdamnfunnyaboutabunchofmen,howtheyact.Youcan’ttell.Ialwaysthoughtifaguywatchedcloseenoughhemightgettoknowwhatthey’regoin’todo.Theygetsteamedup,an’then,allofasudden,they’rescaredashell.Ithinkthiswholedamncampisscared.Word’sgotoutthatDoc’sbeensnatched.An’they’rescaredtobewithout’im.Theygoan’takealookattheguywiththebustedankle,an’thentheywalkaway.An’then,prettysoon,theygoan’takealookat’imagain.He’sallcoveredwithsweat,hehurtssobad."Macgnawedatabeefbone,tearingthewhitegristlewithhisteeth.
Jimasked,"D’yousupposeanybodyknows?"
"Knowswhat?"
"Howabuncho’guys’llact."
"MaybeLondonknows.He’sbeenbossin’menallhislife.Howaboutit,London?"
Londonshookhishead."No,"hesaid."I’vesawabunchofguysrunlikerabbitswhenatruckback-fired.Othertimes,seemslikenothin’canscare’em.Y’cankindoffeelwhat’sgoin’tohappenbeforeitstarts,though."
"Iknow,"saidMac."Theairgetsfullofit.Isawaniggerlynchedonetime.
