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           "Fatchance.Lazylittlebastards.Let’sget’emupandwhip’em."

           "Youtalkterriblewhenyou’resilly.Willyoucomehometwelvetothree?"

           "Nope."

           "Whynot?"

           "Women.Sneak’emin.MaybethatMargie."

           "NowEthan,don’tyoutalklikethat.Margie’sagoodfriend.She’dgiveyoutheshirtoffherback."

           "Yah?Where’dshegettheshirt?"

           "That’sPilgrimtalkagain."

           "Ibetyouanythingwe’rerelated.She’sgotpirateblood."

           "Oh!You’rejustsillyagain.Here’syourlist."Shetuckeditinhisbreastpocket."Seemslikealot.Butit’sEasterweekend,don’tforget—andtwodozeneggs,don’tforget.You’regoingtobelate."

           "Iknow.Mightmissatwo-bitsaleforMarullo.Whytwodozen?"

           "Fordyeing.AllenandMaryEllenaskedspecially.Youbettergo."

           "Okay,bugflower—butcan’tIjustgoupandbeatthehelloutofAllenandMaryEllen?"

           "Youspoilthemrotten,Eth.Youknowyoudo."

           "Farewell,Oshipofstate,"hesaid,andslammedthescreendoorafterhimandwentoutintothegreen-goldmorning.