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“He was tryin to get back to his Compny. I could have let him gone. But I didnt. I didnt know. I wasnt sure. This sand,” he said vaguely; then he said it again, viciously, “this sand. This goddam sand. Its like a goddam fuckin desert.” / “Its all in the game,” Warden said. “The whole thing was all in the cards. It wasnt your fault. Forget it.”