О мышах и людях

           «Hecantalkifhewantstotellyouanything.»HenoddedslightlytoLennie.

           «Wejus’comein,"saidLenniesoftly.

           Curleystaredlevellyathim.«Well,nex’timeyouanswerwhenyou’respoketo.»Heturnedtowardthedoorandwalkedout,andhiselbowswerestillbentoutalittle.

           Georgewatchedhimgo,andthenheturnedbacktotheswamper.«Say,whatthehell’shegotonhisshoulder?Lenniedidn’tdonothingtohim.»

           Theoldmanlookedcautiouslyatthedoortomakesurenoonewaslistening.«That’stheboss’sson,"hesaidquietly.«Curley’sprettyhandy.Hedonequiteabitinthering.He’salightweight,andhe’shandy.»

           «Well,lethimbehandy,"saidGeorge.«Hedon’thavetotakeafterLennie.Lenniedidn’tdonothingtohim.What’shegotagainstLennie?»

           Theswamperconsidered...«Well...tellyouwhat.Curley’slikealotoflittleguys.Hehatesbigguys.He’sallatimepickingscrapswithbigguys.Kindoflikehe’smadat‘embecauseheain’tabigguy.Youseenlittleguyslikethat,ain’tyou?Alwaysscrappy?»

           «Sure,"saidGeorge.«Iseenplentytoughlittleguys.ButthisCurleybetternotmakenomistakesaboutLennie.Lennieain’thandy,butthisCurleypunkisgonnagethurtifhemessesaroundwithLennie.»

           «Well,Curley’sprettyhandy,"theswampersaidskeptically.«Neverdidseemrighttome.S’poseCurleyjumpsabigguyan’lickshim.Ever’bodysayswhatagameguyCurleyis.Ands’posehedoesthesamethingandgetslicked.