to think he was a real sonavabitch. But the longer they were here the more they realized he was just the opposite.… … He had cared about the crew, that was the thing. Really cared. He never was chummy with ’em. He was stand-offish and kept his place like an officer in the army. But he looked out for his men.… He was a nut about their safety. For instance, he was always running his hands over the sling-seat cables, feeling for a barb that meant a broken strand. One barb and out that cable went. Said he wasn’t going to have one of his men hurt if he could help it, and except for Happy Anderson
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