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«
Well
,
can
’
t
tell
exactly
,
yet
.
’
Bout
thirty
cents
,
I
guess
.
»
«
Why
can
’
t
you
tell
?
You
took
the
contract
,
didn
’
you
?
»
«
That
’
s
true
,
"
the
khaki
man
said
.
«
But
it
’
s
keyed
to
the
price
.
Might
be
a
little
more
,
might
be
a
little
less
.
»
Floyd
stepped
out
ahead
.
He
said
quietly
,
«
I
’
ll
go
,
mister
.
You
’
re
a
contractor
,
an
’
you
got
a
license
.
You
jus
’
show
your
license
,
an
’
then
you
give
us
an
order
to
go
to
work
,
an
’
where
,
an
’
when
,
an
’
how
much
we
’
ll
get
,
an
’
you
sign
that
,
an
’
we
’
ll
all
go
.
»
The
contractor
turned
,
scowling
.
«
You
telling
me
how
to
run
my
own
business
?
»
Floyd
said
,
«
’
F
we
’
re
workin
’
for
you
,
it
’
s
our
business
too
.
»
«
Well
,
you
ain
’
t
telling
me
what
to
do
.
I
told
you
I
need
men
.
»
Floyd
said
angrily
,
«
You
didn
’
say
how
many
men
,
an
’
you
didn
’
say
what
you
’
d
pay
.
»
«
Goddamn
it
,
I
don
’
t
know
yet
.
»
