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I
finally
told
him
I
was
one
of
the
Indigents
.
"
You
're
what
?
"
"
I
'm
broke
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yeah
,
I
had
n't
thought
of
that
.
"
He
was
quiet
for
a
time
again
,
rubbing
that
scar
on
his
nose
with
his
finger
.
The
finger
stopped
.
He
raised
up
on
his
elbow
and
looked
at
me
.
"
Chief
,
"
he
said
slowly
,
looking
me
over
,
"
when
you
were
full-sized
,
when
you
used
to
be
,
let
's
say
,
six
seven
or
eight
and
weighed
two
eighty
or
so
--
were
you
strong
enough
to
,
say
,
lift
something
the
size
of
that
control
panel
in
the
tub
room
?
"
I
thought
about
that
panel
.
It
probably
did
n't
weigh
a
lot
more
'n
oil
drums
I
'd
lifted
in
the
Army
.
I
told
him
I
probably
could
of
at
one
time
.
"
If
you
got
that
big
again
,
could
you
still
lift
it
?
"
I
told
him
I
thought
so
.
"
To
hell
with
what
you
think
;
I
want
to
know
can
you
promise
to
lift
it
if
I
get
you
big
as
you
used
to
be
?
You
promise
me
that
,
and
you
not
only
get
my
special
body-buildin
'
course
for
nothing
but
you
get
yourself
a
ten-buck
fishin
'
trip
,
free
!
"
He
licked
his
lips
and
lay
back
.
"
Get
me
good
odds
too
,
I
bet
.
"
