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           "Lord,"saidMac."I’dliketocrawlrightoverthiscounterandnestinthathamburger."

           Themeathissedloudlyandtheonionsbegantoturnbrown.Alleanedoverthecounteragain."Whatyouguysgotondownhere?"

           "Well,yougotalotofniceapples,"saidMac.

           Alpushedhimselfuprightandleanedagainstthefatbuttressesofhisarms.Hislittleeyesgrewverywiseandsecret."Oho,"hesaid."O-ho-o,Igetyou."

           "Betterturnoverthatmeat,then,"saidMac.

           Alflippedthesteaksandpressedthemdownwithhisspatula.Andhegatheredinthevagrantonionsandheapedthemontopofthemeat,andpressedthemin.Verydeliberatehewasinhismotions,asinwardly-thoughtful-lookingasaruminatingcow.AtlasthecamebackandplantedhimselfinfrontofMac."Myoldman’sgotalittleorchardandapieceofland,"hesaid."Youguyswouldn’thurthimnone,wouldyou?Ibeengoodtoyou."

           "Sureyoubeengood,"saidMac."Thelittlefarmersdon’tsufferfromus.Youtellyourfatherwewon’thurthim;andifhegivesusabreak,we’llseehisfruitgetspicked."

           "Thanks,"saidAl."I’lltellhim."Hetookupthesteaks,spoonedmashedpotatoesontheplatesfromthesteamtable,madeahollowineachpotatomountainandfilledthewhitecraterswithlightbrowngravy.