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Chapter 20
«Oughtagetsomesleep,"saidAl.«But,hell,Ican’tkeepmyhan’soutofatore-downcar.Jus’gottogitin.»
«Well,I’dadmiretogitahand,"saidtheyoungman.«Myname’s
FloydKnowles.»
«I’mAlJoad.»
«Proudtomeetya.»
«Metoo,"saidAl.«Gonnausethesamegasket?»
«Gotto,"saidFloyd.
Altookouthispocketknifeandscrapedattheblock.«Jesus!»hesaid.«Theyain’tnothin’Ilovelikethegutsofaengine.»
«How’boutgirls?»
«Yeah,girlstoo!WishtIcouldteardownaRollsan’putherback.IlookedunderthehoodofaCad’16onetimean’,GodAwmighty,youneverseennothin’sosweetinyourlife!InSallisaw—an’here’sthis16a-standin’infrontofarestaurant,soIliftsthehood.An’aguycomesoutan’says,’Whatthehellyoudoin’?’Isays,’Jus’lookin’.Ain’tsheswell?’An’hejus’standsthere.Idon’tthinkheeverlookedinherbefore.Jus’standsthere.Richfellainastrawhat.Gotastripe’shirton,an’eyeglasses.Wedon’saynothin’.Jus’look.An’purtysoonhesays,’How’dyouliketodriveher?’"
Floydsaid,«Thehell!»
«Sure—’How’dyouliketodriveher?’Well,hell,Igotonjeansalldirty.Isays,’I’dgetherdirty.’’Comeon!’hesays.’Jus’takeherroun’theblock.’Well,sir,Isetinthatseatan’Itookherroun’theblockeighttimes,an’,oh,myGodAlmighty!»
«Nice?»Floydasked.
«Oh,Jesus!»saidAl.«IfIcouldoftoreherdown,why—I’dagiveanythin’.»
