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| Mack was in the toilet cleaning his bloody face with wet paper towels. Doc opened a bottle [of beer] and poured gently into a glass, holding it at an angle so that very little collar rose to the top. He filled a second tall glass and carried the two into the front room. [...] Doc indicated the beer with his head. Now Mack opened his throat and poured down half the glass without swallowing. (Steinbeck 119-120). Photo from the back porch of Doc's Lab. |
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| “I’m over it, [...] those socks in the mouth got it out of my system. Let’s forget it.” (121) |
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| The 2013 Steinbeck Institute listening raptly to Steinbeck scholar Susan Shillinglaw talk about Doc's lab (inside Doc's lab... whoa... how postmodern of us!). This would have been the room where the majority of Mack's party took place. |
“Doc--” he said--”I and the boys--” [...] Doc’s small hard fist whipped out and splashed against Mack’s mouth. Doc’s eyes shone with a red animal rage. Mack sat down heavily on the floor. Doc’s fist was hard and sharp. Mack’s lips were split against his teeth and one front tooth bend sharply inward. (Steinbeck 118-119).
Mack was in the toilet cleaning his bloody face with wet paper towels. Doc opened a bottle [of beer] and poured gently into a glass, holding it at an angle so that very little collar rose to the top. He filled a second tall glass and carried the two into the front room. [...] Doc indicated the beer with his head. Now Mack opened his throat and poured down half the glass without swallowing. (Steinbeck 119-120).
“I’m over it, [...] those socks in the mouth got it out of my system. Let’s forget it.” (Steinbeck 121)
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