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Chapter 13
Maccried,"Whatmakesyoureyesjumplikethat?"
"Alittledizzy,"Jimsaid,andhefaintedandfelloffthebox.
Macdraggedhimtothemattressandbroughtaboxforhisfeet.Inthecamptherewasalowmurmurofvoices,constantandvaryingandchangingtonelikethevoiceofalittlestream.Menpassedbackandforthinfrontofthetent.Thesirensraisedtheirvoicesagain,butthistimetherewasnoexcitementinthem,forthetrucksweregoinghome.MacunbuttonedJim’sshirt.Hebroughtabucketofwaterthatstoodinacornerofthetent,andsplashedwateronJim’sheadandthroat.
JimopenedhiseyesandlookedupintoMac’sface."I’mdizzy,"hesaidplaintively."IwishDocwouldcomebackandgivemesomething.Doyouthinkhe’llcomeback,Mac?"
"Idon’tknow.Howdoyoufeelnow?"
"Justdizzy.IguessI’veshotmywaduntilIrest.""Sure.Yououghttogotosleep.I’mgoingoutandtrytorustlesomeofthesoupthatmeatwascookedin.That’llbegoodforyou.YoujustliestilluntilIbringit."
Whenhewasgone,Jimlooked,frowning,atthetopofthetent.Hesaidaloud,"Iwonderifitpassedoff.Idon’tthinkitdid,butmaybe."Andthenhiseyesclosed,andhewenttosleep.
WhenMaccameinwiththesoup,hesetitontheground.HetooktheboxfromunderJim’slegsandthensatdownontheedgeofthemattressandwatchedthedrawn,sleepingface.
Thefacewasneverstill.Thelipscreptbackuntiltheteethwereexposed,untiltheteethweredry;andthenthelipsdrewdownandcoveredthem.
