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"You nor me neither, brother. But _what_ a dish! What a lovely, luscious, toothsome _dish_!" Eddie mourned. "You'll be raving about another one tomorrow," Deston said, unfeelingly, as he turned away. YOU NOR ME NEITHER BROTHER BUT WHAT A DISH WHAT A LOVELY LUSCIOUS TOOTHSOME DISH EDDIE MOURNED YOU'LL BE RAVING ABOUT ANOTHER ONE TOMORROW DESTON SAID UNFEELINGLY AS HE TURNED AWAY
arth, is all. And not only on Earth. He operates in all the systems for a hundred parsecs around, and he never sinks a dry hole. Every well he drills is a gusher that blows the rig clear up into the stratosphere. Everybody wonders how he does it. My guess is that his wife's an oil-witch, which is why he lugs his whole family along wherever he goes. Why else would he?" "Maybe he loves her. It happens, you know." "Huh?" Eddie snorted. "After twenty years of her? Comet-gas! Anyway, would _you_ have the sublime gall to make passes at Warner Oil's heiress, with more millions in her own sock than you've got dimes?" "I don't make passes." "That's right, you don't. Only at books and tapes, even on ground leaves; more fool you. Well, then, would you _marry_ anybody like that?" "Certainly, if I loved...." Deston paused, thought a moment, then went on: "Maybe I wouldn't, either. She'd make me dress for dinner. She'd probably have a live waiter; maybe even a butler. So I guess I wouldn't, at that. D DIDN'T THEY IN SOUTH AMERICA SOMEWHERE JUST THE BIGGEST ON EARTH IS ALL AND NOT ONLY ON EARTH HE OPERATES IN ALL THE SYSTEMS FOR A HUNDRED PARSECS AROUND AND HE NEVER SINKS A DRY HOLE EVERY WELL HE DRILLS IS A GUSHER THAT BLOWS THE RIG CLEAR UP INTO THE STRATOSPHERE EVERYBODY WONDERS HOW HE DOES IT MY GUESS IS THAT HIS WIFE'S AN OIL WITCH WHICH IS WHY HE LUGS HIS WHOLE FAMILY ALONG WHEREVER HE GOES WHY ELSE WOULD HE MAYBE HE LOVES HER IT HAPPENS YOU KNOW HUH EDDIE SNORTED AFTER TWENTY YEARS OF HER COMET GAS ANYWAY WOULD YOU HAVE THE SUBLIME GALL TO MAKE PASSES AT WARNER OIL'S HEIRESS WITH MORE MILLIONS IN HER OWN SOCK THAN YOU'VE GOT DIMES I DON'T MAKE PASSES THAT'S RIGHT YOU DON'T ONLY AT BOOKS AND TAPES EVEN ON GROUND LEAVES MORE FOOL YOU WELL THEN WOULD YOU MARRY ANYBODY LIKE THAT CERTAINLY IF I LOVED DESTON PAUSED THOUGHT A MOMENT THEN WENT ON MAYBE I WOULDN'T EITHER SHE'D MAKE ME DRESS FOR DINNER SHE'D PROBABLY HAVE A LIVE WAITER MAYBE EVEN A BUTLER SO I GUESS I WOULDN'T AT THAT
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