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           Butfolksarekindofscaredtostopatnight.I’dhatetobedoingit.TakesmorenervethanI’vegot."

           Tomgrinned."Itdon’ttakenonervetodosomepinwhenthereain’tnothin’elseyoucando.Well,thanks.We’lldragon."Andhegotinthetruckandmovedaway.

           Theboyinwhitewentintotheironbuildingwherehishelperlaboredoverabookofbills."Jesus,whatahard-lookingoutfit!"

           "ThemOkies?They’reallhard-lookin’."

           "Jesus,I’dhatetostartoutinajalopylikethat."

           "Well,youandmegotsense.ThemgoddamnOkiesgotnosenseandnofeeling.Theyain’thuman.Ahumanbeingwouldn’tliveliketheydo.Ahumanbeingcouldn’tstandittobesodirtyandmiserable.Theyain’tahellofalotbetterthangorillas."

           "JustthesameI’mgladIain’tcrossingthedesertinnoHudsonSuper-Six.Shesoundslikeathreshingmachine."

           Theotherboylookeddownathisbookofbills.Andabigdropofsweatrolleddownhisfingerandfellonthepinkbills."Youknow,theydon’thavemuchtrouble.They’resogoddamndumbtheydon’tknowit’sdangerous.And,ChristAlmighty,theydon’tknowanybetterthanwhattheygot.Whyworry?"

           "I’mnotworrying.Justthoughtifitwasme,Iwouldn’tlikeit."

           "That’s’causeyouknowbetter.Theydon’tknowanybetter."Andhewipedthesweatfromthepinkbillwithhissleeve.

           THETRUCKtooktheroadandmovedupthelonghill,throughthebroken,rottenrock.TheengineboiledverysoonandTomsloweddownandtookiteasy.