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"
We
could
jungle
up
,
down
by
the
river
,
mister
.
"
"
You
think
you
could
.
They
’
d
run
you
over
the
county
line
so
quick
your
ass
’
d
smoke
,
and
you
know
it
!
"
One
of
the
men
got
slowly
to
his
feet
.
"
The
guy
’
s
right
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
better
drag
it
out
of
here
.
My
old
woman
’
s
in
the
camp
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
have
her
get
in
no
trouble
.
"
"
Well
,
put
out
a
line
,
"
Mac
suggested
.
"
Don
’
t
let
nobody
through
.
You
know
what
they
done
to
Anderson
’
s
boy
—
burned
his
lunch
wagon
,
kicked
hell
out
of
Al
.
"
"
Al
put
out
a
nice
stew
,
"
said
one
of
the
men
.
They
stood
up
tiredly
.
When
they
were
all
out
of
the
barn
Mac
blew
out
the
lantern
.
"
Vigilantes
like
to
shoot
at
a
light
,
"
he
explained
.
"
They
take
big
chances
like
that
.
We
better
have
Anderson
pull
down
his
curtains
,
too
.
"
The
guards
filed
off
into
the
darkness
.
Jim
asked
,
"
You
think
they
’
ll
keep
watch
now
,
Mac
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
wish
I
thought
so
.
I
think
they
’
ll
be
back
in
that
barn
in
about
ten
minutes
.
In
the
army
they
can
shoot
a
guy
if
he
goes
to
sleep
.
We
can
’
t
do
a
thing
but
talk
.
God
,
I
get
sick
of
this
helplessness
!
If
we
could
only
use
guns
!
If
we
could
only
use
punishment
to
keep
discipline
!
"
The
sound
of
the
guards
’
footsteps
died
away
in
the
darkness
.
Mac
said
,
"
I
’
ll
rouse
’
em
out
once
more
before
we
go
back
.
"
They
walked
up
on
the
kitchen
porch
and
knocked
on
the
door
.
Barking
and
growling
dogs
answered
them
.
They
could
hear
the
dogs
leaping
around
inside
the
house
,
and
Anderson
quieting
them
.
The
door
opened
a
crack
.
"
It
’
s
us
,
Mr
.
Anderson
.
"
"
Come
on
in
,
"
he
said
sullenly
.
The
pointers
weaved
about
,
whipping
their
thin
,
hard
tails
and
whining
with
pleasure
.
Mac
leaned
over
and
patted
each
one
and
pulled
the
leathers
.
"
You
ought
to
leave
the
dogs
outside
,
Mr
.
Anderson
,
to
watch
the
place
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
’
s
so
dark
the
guards
can
’
t
see
anything
.
But
the
dogs
could
smell
anybody
coming
through
.
"
Al
lay
on
a
cot
by
the
stove
.
He
looked
pale
and
weak
.
He
seemed
to
have
grown
thin
,
for
the
flesh
on
his
jowls
was
loose
.
He
lay
flat
on
his
back
,
and
one
arm
was
strapped
down
in
front
of
him
.
Doc
sat
in
a
chair
beside
the
cot
.
