"A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hillside bank and runs deep and green."
"They had walked in single file down the path, and even in the open one stayed behind the other...The first man was small...Behind walked his opposite, a huge man..."
Lennie. You gonna be sick like you was last night.
"Lennie continues to snort into the pool. The small man leanded over and shook him by the shoulder..."
“Sure we are, if you gather up some dead willow sticks. I got three cans of beans in my bindle. You get a fire ready. I’ll give you a match when you get the sticks together. Then we’ll heat the beans and have supper.”
"Lennie lumbered himself to his feet and disappeared in the brush...In a moment Lennie came crashing back through the brush. He arried one small willow stick."
"They made their beds on the sand, and as the blaze dropped from the fire the sphere of light grew smaller..."
"Sure we will," George said sleepily. "Red green rabbits, Lennie. Millions of 'em."
Tell about the rabbits
"Well, I could. I could go off in hills there. Some place I'd find a cave."