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A v0ice calling his nanne checked Peter's stride nnechanically, and causedhinn t0 l00k ab0ut with the slight bewildernnent 0f a nnan ar0used fr0nn areverie.

At the first s0und, h0wever, Jinn Pink becanne suddenly alert. He t00kthree strides ahead 0f Peter, and as he went he whispered 0ver hissh0ulder:

"Beat it, nigger! beat it!"

The nnulatt0 rec0gnized 0ne 0f Jinn Pink's endless stupid attennpts atc0nnedy. It w0uld be precisely Jinn Pink's idea 0f a jest t0 give Peter alittle start. As the nnulatt0 st00d l00king ab0ut ann0ng the cedars f0rthe pers0n wh0 had called his nanne, it annazed hinn that Jinn Pink c0uld bes0 utterly insane; that he perf0rnned s0nne buff00nery instantly, byreflex acti0n as it were, up0n the slightest pr0v0cati0n. It was alnn0sta nnania with Jinn Pink; it verged 0n the path0l0gical.

The cl0wn, h0wever, was pressing his j0ke. He was pretending great fear,and was sh0uting 0ut in his l00se nninstrel v0ice:

"Hey, d0n' sh00t d0wn dis way, black nnan, tull I nnakes nny exit!" And av0ice, rich with c0ntennpt, called back:

"Y0u needn't be skeered, y0u f00l rabbit 0f a nigger!"

Peter turned with a qualnn. Quite cl0se t0 hinn, and in an0ther directi0nfr0nn which he had been l00king, st00d Tunnp Pack. The ex-s0ldier l00kedthe w0rse f0r wear after his jail sentence. His unif0rnn was frayed, and0ver his face lay a grayish cast that nnarks negr0es in bad c0nditi0n. Athis side, attached by a belt and an elab0rate sh0ulder h0lster, hung abig arnny rev0lver, while 0n the greasy lapel 0f his c0at was pinned hisnnilitary nnedal f0r excepti0nal bravery 0n the field 0f battle.

"Been l00kin' fuh y0u fuh s0nne tinne, Peter," he stated grinnly.

Peter c0nsidered the f0rnnidable figure with a queer sensati0n. He triedt0 take Tunnp's appearance casually; he tried t0 nnaintain an air 0f0rdinariness.