И проиграли бой
Chapter 4
MacsatdownontheembankmentandcalledJimtositbesidehim."Here’sagoodplace.There’slotsofcarsmoving.Idon’tknowhowlongwe’llhavetowait."Herolledabrowncigarette."Jim,"hesaid."Yououghttotakeupsmoking.It’sanicesocialhabit.You’llhavetotalktoalotofstrangersinyourtime.Idon’tknowanyquickerwaytosoftenastrangerdownthantoofferhimasmoke,oreventoaskhimforone.Andlotsofguysfeelinsultediftheyofferyouacigaretteandyoudon’ttakeit.Youbetterstart."
"IguessIwill,"saidJim."Iusedtosmokewiththekids.Iwonderifit’dmakemesicknow."
"Tryit.Here,I’llrolloneforyou."
Jimtookthecigaretteandlightedit."Ittastesprettygood,"hesaid."I’dalmostforgottenwhatittastedlike."
"Well,evenifyoudon’tlikeit,it’sagoodthingtodoinourwork.It’stheonelittlesocialthingguysinourconditionhave.Listen,there’satraincoming."Hestoodup."Itlookslikeafreight,too."
Thetraincameslowlydownthetrack."Well,forChrist’sake!"Maccried."Eighty-seven!It’sourowntrain.Theytoldmeintownthattrainwentonsouth.Itmustofjustdroppedoffafewcarsandthencomerightout."
"Let’sgetouroldcarback,"saidJim."Ilikedthatcar."
Asitcameabreast,theyhoppedaboardthebox-caragain.Macsettledintohispileofpapers."Wemightjustaswellhavestayedasleep."
Jimsatinthedoorwayagain,whilethetraincreptintotheroundbrownhills,andthroughtwoshorttunnels.
