“If George don’t want me… I’ll go away. I’ll go away.”
And then from out of Lennie’s head there came a little fat old woman.
She wore thick bull’s-eye glasses and she wore a huge gingham apron with pockets, and she was starched and clean.
She stood in front of Lennie and put her hands on her hips, and she frowned disapprovingly at him.
And when she spoke, it was in Lennie’s voice. “I tol’ you an’ tol’ you,” she said.
“I tol’ you, ‘Min’ George because he’s such a nice fella an’ good to you.’ But you don’t never take no care. You do bad things.”
And Lennie answered her, “I tried, Aunt Clara, ma’am. I tried and tried. I couldn’ help it.”
“You never give a thought to George,” she went on in Lennie’s voice.
He been doin’ nice things for you alla time. When he got a piece of pie you always got half or more’n half.
An’ if they was any ketchup, why he’d give it all to you.
“I know,” said Lennie miserably. “I tried, Aunt Clara, ma’am. I tried and tried.”
She interrupted him. “All the time he coulda had such a good time if it wasn’t for you.”
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