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Then we'll heat the beans and have supper. You go get wood. An' don't you fool around. It'll be dark before long. George lay where he was and whistled softly to himself. There were sounds of splashings down the river in the direction Lennie had taken. George stopped whistling and listened.
In a moment Lennie came crashing back through the brush. He carried one small willow stick in his hand.
George sat up. I ain't got no mouse. Give it to me. You ain't puttin' nothing over. George said coldly, "You gonna give me that mouse or do I have to sock you? I want that mouse. His voice broke a little. It ain't nobody's mouse. I didn't steal it. I found it lyin' right beside the road. Slowly, like a terrier who doesn't want to bring a ball to its master, Lennie approached, drew back, approached again. George snapped his fingers sharply, and at the sound Lennie laid the mouse in his hand. Jus' strokin' it. Don't you think I could see your feet was wet where you went acrost the river to get it?
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A big guy like you. That mouse ain't fresh, Lennie; and besides, you've broke it pettin' it. You get another mouse that's fresh and I'll let you keep it a little while. I remember a lady used to give 'em to me- ever' one she got. But that lady ain't here. Don't even remember who that lady was.
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That was your own Aunt Clara. An' she stopped givin' 'em to ya.
You always killed 'em. They ain't so little. An' you ain't to be trusted with no live mice. Your Aunt Clara give you a rubber mouse and you wouldn't have nothing to do with it.
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The flame of the sunset lifted from the mountaintops and dusk came into the valley, and a half darkness came in among the willows and the sycamores. A big carp rose to the surface of the pool, gulped air and then sank mysteriously into the dark water again, leaving widening rings on the water. Overhead the leaves whisked again and little puffs of willow cotton blew down and landed on the pool's surface. Floodwater wood. Now you get it. He threw them in a heap on the old ash pile and went back for more and more. It was almost night now.
A dove's wings whistled over the water. George walked to the fire pile and lighted the dry leaves. The flame cracked up among the twigs and fell to work. George undid his bindle and brought out three cans of beans.
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He stood them about the fire, close in against the blaze, but not quite touching the flame. Lennie watched him from over the fire. He said patiently, "I like 'em with ketchup. God a'mighty, if I was alone I could live so easy.
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I could go get a job an' work, an' no trouble. No mess at all, and when the end of the month come I could take my fifty bucks and go into town and get whatever I want. Why, I could stay in a cat house all night. I could eat any place I want, hotel or any place, and order any damn thing I could think of. An' I could do all that every damn month. Get a gallon of whisky, or set in a pool room and play cards or shoot pool.
And Lennie's face was drawn with terror. You can't keep a job and you lose me ever' job I get. Jus' keep me shovin' all over the country all the time. An' that ain't the worst. You get in trouble. You do bad things and I got to get you out. You keep me in hot water all the time. She jerks back and you hold on like it was a mouse. She yells and we got to hide in a irrigation ditch all day with guys lookin' for us, and we got to sneak out in the dark and get outa the country. All the time somethin' like that- all the time.
I wisht I could put you in a cage with about a million mice an' let you have fun. He looked across the fire at Lennie's anguished face, and then he looked ashamedly at the flames. It was quite dark now, but the fire lighted the trunks of the trees and the curving branches overhead. Lennie crawled slowly and cautiously around the fire until he was close to George.
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He sat back on his heels. George turned the bean cans so that another side faced the fire.
He pretended to be unaware of Lennie so close beside him. No answer.