Crooks said gently, “Maybe you can see now. You got George. You know he’s goin’ to come back.
S’pose you didn’t have nobody. S’pose you couldn’t go into the bunk house and play rummy ’cause you was black.
How’d you like that? S’pose you had to sit out here an’ read books.
Sure you could play horseshoes till it got dark, but then you got to read books. Books ain’t no good. A guy needs somebody to be near him.”
He whined, “A guy goes nuts if he ain’t got nobody. Don’t make no difference who the guy is, long’s he’s with you.
I tell ya,” he cried, “I tell ya a guy gets too lonely an’ he gets sick.”
“George gonna come back,” Lennie reassured himself in a frightened voice. “Maybe George come back already. Maybe I better go see.”
Crooks said, “I didn’t mean to scare you. He’ll come back. I was talkin’ about myself.
A guy sets alone out here at night, maybe readin’ books or thinkin’ or stuff like that.
Sometimes he gets thinkin’, an’ he got nothing to tell him what’s so an’ what ain’t so.
Maybe if he sees somethin’, he don’t know whether it’s right or not. He can’t turn to some other guy and ast him if he sees it too.
He can’t tell. He got nothing to measure by. I seen things out here. I wasn’t drunk. I don’t know if I was asleep.
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