He knew his friend was in a silent fury, but he himself thought the visit might provide a little amusement. Augustus chuckled. Gus had on flannel underwear that had been pink once. Little Eddie Suggs cooked the supper, such as it was, while Frog Lip sat idle, not even chopping wood for the fire.
July got the job, but Benny remained resentful and had balked at even providing a new lock for the jail's one cell. Po Campo sat with his back against a wagon wheel, jingling his tambourine. In the last weeks she had proved sweeter than any woman he had known--more responsive than his wives, kinder than Clara. Jake sat up and put his arms around her.
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