О мышах и людях

           «Wherewegoin’,George?» 

           ThelittlemanjerkeddownthebrimofhishatandscowledoveratLennie. «Soyouforgotthatawready,didyou? Igottatellyouagain,doI? JesusChrist,you’reacrazybastard!» 

           «Iforgot,"Lenniesaidsoftly. «Itriednottoforget. HonesttoGodIdid,George.» 

           «O.K—O.K.I’lltellyaagain. Iain’tgotnothingtodo. Mightjus’aswellspen’allmytimetellin’youthingsandthenyouforget‘em,andItellyouagain.» 

           «Triedandtried,"saidLennie,«butitdidn’tdonogood. Irememberabouttherabbits,George.» 

           «Thehellwiththerabbits. That’sallyouevercanrememberisthemrabbits. O.K.Nowyoulistenandthistimeyougottoremembersowedon’tgetinnotrouble. Youremembersettin’inthatgutteronHowardStreetandwatchin’thatblackboard?» 

           Lennie’sfacebrokeintoadelightedsmile. «Whysure,George. Irememberthat...but...what’dwedothen? Iremembersomegirlscomebyandyousays...yousays...» 

           «ThehellwithwhatIsays. Yourememberaboutusgoin’intoMurrayandReady’s,andtheygiveusworkcardsandbustickets?» 

           «Oh,sure,George. Irememberthatnow. »Hishandswentquicklyintohissidecoatpockets. Hesaidgently,«George...Iain’tgotmine. Imustalostit. »Helookeddownatthegroundindespair.