You seen little guys like that, ain’t you? Always scrappy?” “Sure,” said George.
I seen plenty tough little guys. But this Curley better not make no mistakes about Lennie.
Lennie ain’t handy, but this Curley punk is gonna get hurt if he messes around with Lennie.
“Well, Curley’s pretty handy,” the swamper said skeptically. “Never did seem right to me.”
“S’pose Curley jumps a big guy an’ licks him. Ever’body says what a game guy Curley is.”
“And s’pose he does the same thing and gets licked. Then ever’body says the big guy oughtta pick somebody his own size,”
“and maybe they gang up on the big guy. Never did seem right to me. Seems like Curley ain’t givin’ nobody a chance.”
George was watching the door. He said ominously, “Well, he better watch out for Lennie.”
“Lennie ain’t no fighter, but Lennie’s strong and quick, and Lennie don’t know no rules.”
He walked to the square table and sat down on one of the boxes. He gathered some of the cards together and shuffled them.
The old man sat down on another box. “Don’t tell Curley I said none of this. He’d slough me. He just don’t give a damn.”
“Won’t ever get canned ’cause his old man’s the boss.”
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