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"
Me
too
.
Roll
right
in
.
I
got
gravel
in
my
skin
,
like
a
hop
-
head
.
Ever
seen
a
hop
-
head
when
he
’
s
got
bugs
in
his
skin
?
Make
you
laugh
to
watch
him
.
"
Mac
asked
,
"
Why
’
n
’
t
you
come
over
to
the
stoves
an
’
warm
up
?
"
"
Well
,
we
was
just
talkin
’
about
doin
’
that
.
"
Jim
said
,
"
I
’
m
going
down
to
the
can
,
Mac
.
See
you
over
at
the
stove
.
"
He
walked
down
the
line
of
tents
,
and
each
tent
was
a
little
cave
of
darkness
.
Snores
came
from
some
,
and
in
the
entrances
of
others
men
lay
on
their
stomachs
and
looked
out
at
the
morning
,
and
their
eyes
were
full
of
the
inwardness
of
sleep
.
As
he
walked
along
,
some
men
came
into
the
air
and
hunched
their
shoulders
and
drew
down
their
necks
against
the
cold
.
He
heard
an
irritable
,
sleepy
voice
of
a
woman
detailing
how
she
felt
.
"
I
want
to
get
out
o
’
this
dump
.
What
good
we
doin
’
here
?
An
’
I
got
a
lump
in
my
stomach
big
’
s
your
fist
.
It
’
s
a
cancer
,
that
’
s
what
it
is
.
Card
-
reader
tol
’
me
two
years
ago
I
’
d
get
a
cancer
if
I
din
’
watch
out
.
Said
I
was
the
cancer
type
.
Sleepin
’
on
the
ground
,
eatin
’
garbage
.
"
An
inaudible
grumble
answered
.
As
Jim
passed
another
tent
,
a
tousled
head
stuck
out
.
"
Come
on
in
quick
,
kid
.
He
’
s
gone
.
"
"
Can
’
t
,
"
said
Jim
.
Two
tents
down
a
man
kneeling
on
his
blankets
said
,
"
Got
the
time
,
buddy
?
"
"
No
.
Must
be
after
six
,
I
guess
,
though
.
"
"
I
heard
her
give
you
the
come
-
on
.
God
damn
lucky
you
didn
’
go
.
She
’
s
caused
more
trouble
in
this
camp
’
n
the
scabs
.
They
ought
to
run
her
out
.
Gets
ever
’
body
fightin
’
.
They
got
a
fire
goin
’
over
there
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Jim
.
He
passed
out
from
between
the
row
of
tents
.
Fifteen
yards
away
,
in
the
open
,
stood
the
square
canvas
screen
.
Inside
there
was
a
two
-
by
-
four
supported
at
each
end
,
over
a
hole
.
There
was
room
on
board
for
three
men
.
Jim
picked
up
a
box
of
chloride
of
lime
and
shook
it
,
but
it
was
empty
.
One
man
sat
hunched
up
on
the
board
.
"
Sompin
’
ought
to
be
done
about
it
,
"
he
said
.
"
Where
in
hell
is
’
at
doctor
?
He
ain
’
t
done
nothing
about
it
since
yesterday
.
"
