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Margie
saw
the
tactic
,
knew
it
,
had
probably
used
it
.
"
All
right
with
me
.
"
"
My
fortune
’
s
set
.
I
’
m
going
to
be
rich
.
Let
it
go
at
that
.
"
"
You
see
,
I
told
you
he
didn
’
t
believe
in
it
.
He
leads
you
all
around
the
bush
and
then
he
won
’
t
play
.
He
makes
me
so
mad
sometimes
.
"
"
I
do
?
You
never
show
it
.
You
are
always
my
darling
wife
.
"
Isn
’
t
it
strange
how
sometimes
you
can
feel
currents
and
cross
-
currents
—
not
always
,
but
sometimes
.
Mary
doesn
’
t
use
her
mind
for
organized
thought
and
maybe
this
makes
her
more
receptive
of
impressions
.
A
tension
was
growing
in
the
room
.
It
crossed
my
mind
that
she
might
not
be
best
friends
with
Margie
any
more
—
might
never
feel
easy
with
her
.
"
I
’
d
really
like
to
know
about
the
cards
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
’
m
ignorant
.
I
always
heard
that
gypsies
do
it
.
Are
you
a
gypsy
?
I
don
’
t
think
I
ever
knew
one
.
"
Mary
said
,
"
Her
maiden
name
was
Russian
but
she
’
s
from
Alaska
.
"
Then
that
accounted
for
the
wide
cheekbones
.
Margie
said
,
"
I
have
a
guilty
secret
I
’
ve
never
told
you
,
Mary
,
how
we
came
to
be
in
Alaska
.
"
"
The
Russians
owned
it
,
"
I
said
.
"
We
bought
it
from
them
.
"
