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           Ashortmanwhorestedhischinbetweenhiskneessaid,"WhenLondonfoundoutwhattheywaspayin’hedamnnearhadastroke."Heturnedtothemannexttohim."Youseenhim,Joe.Didn’thedamnnearhaveastroke?"

           "Turnedgreen,"saidJoe."Juststoodthereandturnedgreen.Pickedupastickandbustittosplintersinhishands."

           Thebagoftobaccocamebacktoitsstartingplace,buttherewasnotmuchleftinit.Macfeltitwithhisfingersandthenputitinhispocket."Who’sLondon?"heasked.

           Lean-faceansweredhim."London’sagoodguy—abigguy.Wetravelwithhim.He’sabigguy."

           "Theboss,huh?"

           "Well,no,heain’taboss,buthe’sagoodguy.Wekindoftravelwithhim.Yououghttohearhimtalktoacop.He——

           Thecrycamefromthetentagain,moreprolongedthistime.Thementurnedtheirheadstowardit,andthenlookedapatheticallybackatthefire.

           "Somebodysick?"Macasked.

           "London’sdaughter’n-law.She’shavin’akid."

           Macsaid,"Thisain’tnoplacet’haveakid.Theygotadoctor?"

           "Hellno!Where’dtheygetadoctor?"

           "Why’n’ttheytakehertothecounty,hospital?"