“I ain’t wanted in the bunkhouse… Cause I’m black. They play cards in there, but I can’t play because I’m black.“ -(repitition)
“A guy goes nuts if he ain’t got nobody”
‘A mauled copy of the California Civil Code for 1905’
“S’pose George don’t come back no more.“ Crook’s face lightened with pleasure in his tortur’
‘Crook’s had reduced himself to nothing. There was no personality, no ego…’
‘Crook‘s the negro stable buc had his bunk in the harness room; a little shed that leaned off the wall of the barn.’
‘On pegs were also pieces of harness; a split collar with the horse hair stuffing sticking out, a broken hame, and a trace chain with its leather covering split.’
’His lean face was lined with deep black wrinkles and he had thin pain-tightened lips…’
‘Nobody got any right in here but me.’
“They’ll take ya to the booby hatch. They’ll tie you up with a collar like a dog.” -(simile)
‘Crook’s was a proud alouf man. He kept his distance and demanded that other people keep theirs’
‘A range of medicine bottles for himself and for the horses.’
"He was the only black man on the ranch, and he slept alone in an old abandoned cabin down by the barn." - Chapter10