George shook himself again. “No,” he said. “I want you to stay with me here.” Lennie said craftily—“Tell me like you done before.” “Tell you what?” “ ‘Bout the other guys an’ about us.” George said, “Guys like us got no fambly. They make a little stake an’ then they blow it in. They ain’t got nobody in the worl’ that gives a hoot in hell about ’em——” “But not us,” Lennie cried happily. “Tell about us now.” George was quiet for a moment. “But not us,” he said. “Because——” “Because I got you an’——” “An’ I got you. We got each other, that’s what, that gives a hoot in hell about us,” Lennie cried
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