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Updated: June 25, 2025
He nodded toward Bucky, who was cutting open the top of a can. "He won!" "My God " began Billy. He didn't finish. Sweedy turned the meat, and added: "He won a square meal off me yesterday a quarter of a pound of bacon. Day before that he won Henry's last can of beans.
"Better draw up, pardner," he heard Sweedy say. "Here's your share." One of the thin slices of bacon and a hard biscuit were waiting for him on a tin plate. He ate as ravenously as Henry and Sweedy, and drank a cup of hot tea. In two minutes the meal was over. It was terribly inadequate.
Bucky was looking straight at him as he limped to his feet, and he was sure now that the man he had driven from the Service had not recognized him. He approached Sweedy. "You saved my life," he said, holding out a hand. "Will you shake ?" Sweedy shook hands limply. "It's hell," he said, in a low voice. "We'd have had beans this morning if I hadn't shook dice with him last night."
"Divvy hell!" growled the other. "It's up to you you 'n' Sweedy. You're to blame!" You're to blame! The words struck upon Billy's ears with a chill of horror. Starvation was in the cabin. He had fallen among animals instead of men. He saw the thin-faced man who had spoken for him sitting again on the edge of his bunk. Mutely he looked to the others to see who was Sweedy.
After he had put his water over the fire he turned to one of the bunks and with half a dozen coarse epithets roused Thompson, who sat up stupidly, still half drunk. Henry had gone to a small table, and Sweedy followed him with the bacon. Billy did not move. He forgot his hunger. His pulse was beating quickly. Sensations filled him which he had never known or imagined before.
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