The door opened quietly and the stable buck put in his head; a lean Negro head, lined with pain, the eyes patient.
“Mr. Slim.” Slim took his eyes from old Candy. “Huh? Oh! Hello, Crooks. What’s’a matter?”
“You told me to warm up tar for that mule’s foot. I got it warm.” “Oh! Sure, Crooks. I’ll come right out an’ put it on.”
“I can do it if you want, Mr. Slim.” “No. I’ll come do it myself.” He stood up.
Crooks said, “Mr. Slim.” “Yeah.” “That big new guy’s messin’ around your pups out in the barn.”
“Well, he ain’t doin’ no harm. I give him one of them pups.”
“Just thought I'd tell ya,” said Crooks. “He's takin' 'em outs the nest and handlin' them. That won't do them no good.”
“He won't hurt 'em,” said Slim. “I'll come along with you now.”
George looked up. “If that crazy bastard's foolin' around too much, jus' kick him out, Slim.”
Slim followed the stable buck out of the room. George dealt and Whit picked up his cards and examined them.
“Seen the new kid yet?” he asked. “What kid?” George asked.
“Why, Curley's new wife.” “Yeah, I seen her.” “Well, ain't she a looloo?”
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