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قراءة كتاب The Americans
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The boys that saw the dollars from the logs,
Sacking the silver up, be satisfied
To have him take the silver, leaving them
The bark on either side?
Cap Saunders.
Harvey Anderson.
And you can have the chase. I'd like to know
For one time in my life just how it feels
To have your pockets full and taste the towns.
And I think the boys that saw the logs down there
Are more like me, Cap, than they are like you.
(Picks up his cast and comes forward)
Cap Saunders.
Harvey Anderson.
They're like the red men, they can always go.
(In an open space in the foreground he puts his things down upon the ground. He goes right to a pile of brush, pulls out a black limb, and proceeds to break it across his knee, throwing the pieces in a little heap upon the ground)
What if he said, 'If you don't like my way,
If you ain't satisfied, there's the road off there?'
Or say the lad we've got in Washington—
What if he said, 'If you don't like my way,
There's ships there in the harbor?' Think we'd leave?
You've had your eyes, Cap, on the ground so long
That you've forgotten there's such things as men.
(The old man comes down to the stump which he and Anderson tried earlier in the scene. Anderson picks up his kindling and goes left and proceeds to start a fire. The night gathers quickly)
Cap Saunders.
(Trying the stump)
Harvey Anderson.
'Twould serve them right.
Cap Saunders.
Harvey Anderson.
God, I don't blame them though; I'd do it too.
(Picks up a blanket and, sticking pieces of brush in the ground, hangs it between the fire and the town)
Cap Saunders.