И проиграли бой

           "Talkin’toaguy,"saidLisa."Thisguywrotetoaschoolthat’sgoin’togethimtobeapostman.Joey,hewantstobeapostmantoo,sohe’stalkin’tothisguyaboutit."

           "Well,yougoan’findsomewomanan’setwithher."

           Lisashruggedupthebabyonherhipandwentoutofthetent.Londontooktheriflefromthemanandthrewdownthelever.Aloadedshellflippedout."Thirty-thirty,"saidLondon."Bringtheguyin."

           "O.K.Bringhimin."Twoguardspushedtheprisonerthroughtheflaps.Hestumbledandrecoveredhisbalance.Hiselbowswereboundtogetherbehindhimwithabelt,andhiswristswerewrappedtogetherwithbalingwire.Hewasveryyoung.Hisbodywasthinandhisshouldersnarrow.Hewasdressedincorduroytrousers,ablueshirtandashortleatherjacket.Hislightblueeyeswerefixedwithterror.

           "Hell,"saidLondon."It’sakid."

           "Kidwithathirty-thirty,"Macadded."CanItalktohim,London?"

           "Sure.Goahead."

           Macsteppedinfrontofthecaptive."Whatareyoudoin’outthere?"

           Theboyswallowedpainfully."Iwasn’tdoingathing."Hisvoicewasawhisper.

           "Whosentyou?"

           "Nobody."