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"
Ain
’
t
that
a
shame
now
?
"
Teece
tried
to
look
sad
.
"
I
give
you
my
horse
,
sir
.
"
"
Horse
ain
’
t
legal
tender
.
You
don
’
t
move
until
I
get
my
money
.
"
Teece
laughed
inside
.
He
felt
very
warm
and
good
.
A
small
crowd
of
dark
people
had
gathered
to
hear
all
this
.
Now
as
Belter
stood
,
head
down
,
trembling
,
an
old
man
stepped
forward
.
"
Mister
?
"
Teece
flashed
him
a
quick
look
.
"
Well
?
"
"
How
much
this
man
owe
you
,
mister
?
"
"
None
of
your
damn
business
!
"
The
old
man
looked
at
Belter
.
"
How
much
,
son
?
"
"
Fifty
dollars
.
"
