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Almost midnight, the men gathered in the bunk to prepare for bed after a long of work on the ranch.
At last Carlson said, "If you want me to, I'll put the old devil out of his misery right now and get it over with. Ain't nothing left for him. Can't eat, can't see. Can't even walk without hurtin'. " Candy said hopefully, " You ain't got no gun." "The hell i ain't. GOt a Luger. It won't hurt him none at all." Candy said, "Maybe tomorra. Le's wait till tomorra." "I don't see no reason for it," said Carlson.
He went to his bunk, pulled his bag from underneath it an took out a Luger pistol. "Let's get it over with," he said. " We can't sleep with him stinkin' around in here." he put the pistol in his hip pocket.
Candy looked a long time at Slim to try to find some reversal. And Slim gave him none. At last Candy said softly and hopelessly, Awright-take 'im." He did not look down at the dog at all.
He lay back on his bunk and crossed his arms behind him his head and started at the ceiling.
From his pocket Carlson took a little leather thing. He stooped over and tied it around the dog's neck. All the men except Candy watched him. "Come boy. COme on, Boy
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