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Monday morning , Joe groaned over the first truck load of clothes to the washer . `` I say , '' he began . `` Do n't talk to me , '' Martin snarled . `` I 'm sorry , Joe , '' he said at noon , when they knocked off for dinner . Tears came into the other 's eyes . `` That 's all right , old man , '' he said . `` We 're in hell , an ' we ca n't help ourselves .