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Chapter 11

           Theduellistswalkedin,andeveryonelookedatBarbaninquiringly.

           "Ideclaremyselfunsatisfied."

           "What?Sureyou’resatisfied,"saidAbeimpatiently."Youjustdon’tknowit."

           "Yourmanrefusesanothershot?"

           "You’redamnright,Tommy.Youinsistedonthisandmyclientwentthroughwithit."

           Tommylaughedscornfully.

           "Thedistancewasridiculous,"hesaid."I’mnotaccustomedtosuchfarcesyourmanmustrememberhe’snotnowinAmerica."

           "NousecrackingatAmerica,"saidAberathersharply.Andthen,inamoreconciliatorytone,"Thishasgonefarenough,Tommy."TheyparleyedbrisklyforamomentthenBarbannoddedandbowedcoldlytohislateantagonist.

           "Noshakehand?"suggestedtheFrenchdoctor.

           "Theyalreadyknoweachother,"saidAbe.

           HeturnedtoMcKisco.

           "Comeon,let’sgetout."

           Astheystrodeoff,McKisco,inexultation,grippedhisarm.

           "Waitaminute!"Abesaid."Tommywantshispistolback.Hemightneeditagain."

           McKiscohandeditover.

           "Tohellwithhim,"hesaidinatoughvoice."Tellhimhecan"

           "ShallItellhimyouwantanothershot?"

           "Well,Ididit,"criedMcKisco,astheywentalong."AndIdiditprettywell,didn’tI?Iwasn’tyellow."

           "Youwereprettydrunk,"saidAbebluntly.

           "No,Iwasn’t."

           "Allright,then,youweren’t."

           "WhywoulditmakeanydifferenceifIhadadrinkorso?"

           AshisconfidencemountedhelookedresentfullyatAbe.

           "Whatdifferencedoesthatmake?"herepeated

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