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Chapter 4
Forawhilehelookeddown,untiltheflashinggroundmadehimdizzy.Andthenheraisedhiseyestotheyellowstubblefieldsbesidethetrack.Theairwaskeenandpleasantlyflavoredwithsmokefromtheengine.
InamomentMacjoinedhim."Lookyoudon’tfallout,"heshouted."Iknewaguyoncethatgotdizzylookingatthegroundandfellrightoutonhisface."
Jimpointedtoawhitefarmhouseandaredbarn,halfhiddenbehindarowofyoungeucalyptustrees."Isthecountrywe’regoingtoasprettyasthis?"
"Prettier,"saidMac."It’sallappletrees,milesof’em.They’llbecoveredwithapplesthisseason,justcoveredwith’em.Thelimbsjustsaggingdownwithapplesyoupayanickelapieceforintown."
"Mac,Idon’tknowwhyIdidn’tcomeintothecountryoftener.It’sfunnyhowyouwanttodoathingandneverdoit.OncewhenIwasakidoneofthoselodgestookaboutfivehundredofusonapicnic,tookusintrucks.Wewalkedaroundandaround.Therewerebigtrees.IrememberIclimbedupinthetopofatreeandsattheremostoftheafternoon.IthoughtI’dgobackthereeverytimeIcould.ButIneverdid."
Macsaid,"Standup,Jim.Let’sclosethisdoor.We’recomingtoWilson.Nogoodirritatingtherailroadcops."
Togethertheypulledthedoorshut,andsuddenlythecarwasdarkandwarm,anditthrobbedlikethebodyofabassviol.Thebeatofwheelsontherail-endsgrewlessrapidasthefreightslowedtogothroughthetown.Thethreemenstoodup."Wegetouthere,"theleadersaid.Hepushedopenthedoorafoot.Histwofollowersswungout.HeturnedtoMac."Ihopeyoudon’tholdnogrudge,pardner."
