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"Jinx, are you trying to scandalize me with that old tale? Howie was my
partner. You should be ashamed."
"Not accusing you of anything, dear. Just cautious. How about it? Wait for
my kids and I take all? Or divvy up, nice and polite?"
I simply wished that these enthusiastic entrepreneurs would get on with it.
Our air pressure light had blinked red and I was feeling a touch light-headed. I
suppose that roll after landing opened a slow leak. I dithered between a need to
tell them to hurry and a realization that my bad bargaining position would drop
to zero or even minus if I did so.
Mistress Snodgrass said thoughtfully, "Well, Jinx, it doesn't make sense to
drag this junk to your pressure-north of mine- when it's about thirty klicks
closer to take it to Kong by way of my place-south of yours. Right?"
"Simple arithmetic, Maggie. And I have plenty of room in this buggy for
three more... whereas I'm not sure you could take three passengers even if you
stacked them like hotcakes."
"I could handle them but I'll concede you have more room. All right, you
take the three refugees and skin them all your conscience will let you... and
I'll take the abandoned junker and salvage what I can out of it. If any."
"Oh, no, Maggie! You're too generous; I wouldn't want to cheat you. Right
down the middle. Written records. Confirmed."
"Why, Jinx, do you think I would cheat you?"
"Let's not debate that, Maggie; it would only cause grief
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