'If I was a relative of yours I'd shoot myself' - George, He gazed about with mild, half-blind eyes. He sniffed, and then lay down and put his head between his paws - Candy's Dog, She had full, rouged lips and wide-spaced eyes, heavily made up. Her hair hung in little rolled clusters, like sausages - Curley's Wife, 'Looka here Slim, I been thinkin'. That dog of Candy's is so old he can barely walk.' - Carlson, He pointed with his right arm, and out of his sleeve came a round stick-like wrist but no hand - Candy, 'I said what stake you got in this guy? You takin' his pay away from him?' - The Boss, 'By Christ, he's gotta talk when he's spoke to. What the hell are you gettin' into this for?' - Curley, He looked quickly down at Lennie and then took him by the ear and shook him - George, 'I don't want no trouble. Don't let him sock me George' - Lennie, He was a jerkline skinner, the prince of the ranch, capable of killing a fly on the wheeler's butt without touching the mule - Slim, 'Nobody can't blame a person for lookin' - Curley's Wife, 'Ain't many guys that travel together. I don't know why' - Slim, A man came into the bunk house; he had a head of tightly curled hair. He wore a work glove on his left hand - Curley, 'The boss give the stable buck hell. You see the stable buck's a nigger' - Candy, A powerful, big-stomached man came into the bunk house. His head still water from the scrubbing - Carlson, On his head was a soiled brown Stetson hat, and he wore cowboy boots with spurs to prove he was not a laboring man - The Boss,
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