О мышах и людях

           «Therabbitswe’regonnaget,andIgettotend‘em,cutgrassan’give‘emwater,an’likethat.»

           «Jus’nuts,"saidCrooks.«Idon’tblametheguyyoutravelwithforkeepin’yououtasight.»

           Lenniesaidquietly,«Itain’tnolie.We’regonnadoit.Gonnagetalittleplacean’liveonthefattathelan’.»

           Crookssettledhimselfmorecomfortablyonhisbunk.«Setdown,"heinvited.«Setdownonthenailkeg.»

           Lenniehuncheddownonthelittlebarrel.«Youthinkit’salie,"Lenniesaid.«Butitain’tnolie.Ever’word’sthetruth,an’youcanastGeorge.»

           Crooksputhisdarkchinintohispinkpalm.«Youtravelaroun’withGeorge,don’tya?»

           «Sure.Mean’himgoesever’placetogether.»

           Crookscontinued.«Sometimeshetalks,andyoudon’tknowwhatthehellhe’stalkin’about.Ain’tthatso?»Heleanedforward,boringLenniewithhisdeepeyes.«Ain’tthatso?»

           «Yeah...sometimes.»

           «Jus’talkson,an’youdon’tknowwhatthehellit’sallabout?»

           «Yeah...sometimes.But...notalways.»

           Crooksleanedforwardovertheedgeofthebunk.«Iain’tasouthernNegro,"hesaid.«IwasbornrighthereinCalifornia.Myoldmanhadachickenranch,‘bouttenacres.