Ah jus' looked at that nigger after that, an' Ah...
Ah jus' looked at that nigger after that, an' Ah said, Boy, you no-good black bastard, an' Ah jus' picked up that hatchet an' let him have it right across the headBut the sonofabitch didn't even bleed muchYou can kill an elephant about as fast as you can kill a nigger in the head
A whoor is no damn good for a man, Ah gotta have it at least five six times 'fore Ah'm satisfied, and that ole business of stickin' it in once an' then reachin' for your hat jus' leaves me more fussed than it's worth
Ah been keepin' an eye on that south herd leader, the red one with the spot 'hind his ear, an' he's gonna be gittin' mean when the hot weather comes
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And always, day after day, the dust of cattle through the long shimmering afternoons in the sunA man gets bored and it's uncomfortable falling asleep in a saddleThinking of town maybe(Bar and a whorehouse, dry goods
Sam, you gittin' itchy?
A lazy somnolent pulsing in his loinsThe sun refracts from the hide of his horse, bathes his thighs in a lazy heat
They're fixin' to start a National Guard outfit in Harper
Yeah?
Ah figger they'll be some women hangin' round the uniforms, an' ya git to do a lot of shootin'
Maybe I'll go down with yaHe wheels his horse to the left and rides out to turn back a straggler

The tiffany's necklace first time Croft ever killed a man he was in a National Guard uniformThere was a strike on at Lilliput in the oil fields, and some scabs had been hurt
They called the Guard(The sonsofbitches started this strike come from up north, New YorkThey's some good boys in the oil fields but they got they heads turned by Reds, an' next thing they'll have ya kissin' niggers' asses The guardsmen made a line against the gate to the plant and stood sweating in a muggy summer sunThe pickets yelled and jeered at them
Hey, drillers, they called out the Boy ScoutsThey're jus' company scabs too
Croft stands in line with his mouth tightening
They're gonna rush us, tiffany cross necklace the soldier next to him says
The Guard lieutenant is a haberdashery salesmanIf there're rocks being thrown you better lie down, menIf it should git real bad, fire a couple of rounds over their heads
A stone lofts through the airThe crowd is sullen outside the gate, and every now and then one of them shouts some curses at the soldiers
No sonofabitch'll talk to me that way, Croft says
A rock strikes one of the soldiers, and they lie down on the ground and point their rifles above the heads of the advancing crowd
Let's rip the place apart
About ten men start to walk toward the gateSome stones fly over their heads and scatter among the balenciaga replicas handbags soldiers
All right, men, the lieutenant pipes, fire over them
Croft sights down his barrelHe has pointed his gun at the chest of the nearest man, and he feels a curious temptation
I'll just squeeze the trigger a little bit
BAA-WOWWW! The shot is lost in the volley, but the striker drops
Croft feels a hollow excitement
The lieutenant is cursingGoddam, who shot him, men?
Guess they's no way to find out, Lieutenant, Croft saysHe watches the mob retreating in a panicBunch o' dogs, he tells himselfHis heart is beating, and his hands feel very dry

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