"'God awmighty, that dog stinks. Get him outa here, Candy! I don't know nothing that stinks as bad as an old dog. You gotta get him out.' Candy rolled to the edge of his bunk. he reached over and patted the ancient dog, and he apologized, 'I been around him so much I never notice how he stink'" (Steinbeck 44).
" 'Dear Editor' " Slim read slowly. ' " I read your mag for six years and I think it is the best on the market I like the stories by Peter Rand'" (Steinbeck 46).
"Candy lay rigidly on his bed, staring at the ceiling... Slim said, 'Candy, you can have any one of them pups you want.' Candy did not answer...Candy lay still, staring at the ceiling...A shot sounded in the distance" (Steinbeck 48-49).