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"
Maybe
if
you
tell
me
what
it
is
I
can
help
you
do
it
.
"
He
smiled
at
me
.
"
Hard
to
set
it
up
.
I
’
ve
been
driving
three
hours
from
New
York
and
I
’
ve
got
to
drive
three
hours
back
in
holiday
traffic
.
"
"
Sounds
serious
.
"
"
It
is
.
"
"
I
think
you
said
your
name
was
Walder
.
"
"
Richard
Walder
.
"
"
I
’
m
going
to
be
swamped
with
customers
,
Mr
.
Walder
.
Don
’
t
know
why
they
haven
’
t
started
.
Hot
-
dog
-
and
-
relish
trade
.
You
’
d
better
start
.
Am
I
in
trouble
?
"
"
In
my
job
you
meet
all
kinds
.
Tough
ones
,
liars
,
cheats
,
hustlers
,
stupid
,
bright
.
Mostly
you
can
get
mad
at
them
,
get
an
attitude
to
carry
you
through
.
Do
you
see
?
"
"
No
,
I
guess
not
.
Look
,
Walder
,
what
in
hell
’
s
bothering
you
?
I
’
m
not
completely
stupid
.
I
’
ve
talked
to
Mr
.
Baker
at
the
bank
.
You
’
re
after
Mr
.
Marullo
,
my
boss
.
"
"
And
I
got
him
,
"
he
said
softly
.
