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"
Maybe
somebody
planned
it
and
you
read
his
mind
and
he
gave
it
up
.
"
"
You
make
it
easy
for
a
guy
to
guess
wrong
with
honor
.
"
"
How
do
you
figure
it
?
"
"
God
knows
.
I
think
I
’
ve
been
Mr
.
Know
-
It
-
All
to
you
so
much
I
got
to
believe
it
.
But
it
sure
shook
me
up
.
"
"
You
know
,
Morph
,
I
’
m
too
tired
even
to
sweep
out
.
"
"
Don
’
t
leave
that
dough
here
tonight
.
Take
it
home
.
"
"
Okay
,
if
you
say
so
.
"
"
I
still
got
the
feeling
something
’
s
screwy
.
"
I
opened
the
leather
box
and
put
the
money
sack
in
with
my
plumed
hat
and
strapped
it
closed
.
Joey
,
watching
me
,
said
,
"
I
’
m
going
in
to
New
York
and
get
a
room
at
a
hotel
and
I
’
m
going
to
watch
the
waterfall
across
Times
Square
for
two
solid
days
with
my
shoes
off
.
"
"
With
your
date
?
"
