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For a long time he smoked on in silence, weighing the pictorial wisdom of the white man and verifying it by the facts of life. FOR A LONG TIME HE SMOKED ON IN SILENCE WEIGHING THE PICTORIAL WISDOM OF THE WHITE MAN AND VERIFYING IT BY THE FACTS OF LIFE
ed. "The king is coppered, the seven is played open," he answered. "Nobody bet on other cards. Other cards all gone. Everybody one mind. Everybody play king to lose, seven to win. Maybe bank lose twenty thousand dollars, maybe bank win. Yes, that picture I understand." "Yet you do not know the end!" I cried triumphantly. "It is the last turn, but the cards are not yet turned. In the picture they will never be turned. Nobody will ever know who wins nor who loses." "And the men will sit there and never talk," he said, wonder and awe growing in his face. "And the lookout will lean forward, and the blood will be warm in the face of the dealer. It is a strange thing. Always will they sit there, always; and the cards will never be turned." "It is a picture," I said. "It is life. You have seen things like it yourself." He looked at me and pondered, then said, very slowly: "No, as you say, there is no end to it. Nobody will ever know the end. Yet is it a true thing. I have seen it. It is life. ECAUSE LAST TURN HOW DO YOU KNOW IT IS THE LAST TURN I ASKED THE KING IS COPPERED THE SEVEN IS PLAYED OPEN HE ANSWERED NOBODY BET ON OTHER CARDS OTHER CARDS ALL GONE EVERYBODY WON MIND EVERYBODY PLAY KING TO LOSE SEVEN TO WIN MAYBE BANK LOSE TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS MAYBE BANK WIN YES THAT PICTURE I UNDERSTAND YET YOU DO NOT KNOW THE END I CRIED TRIUMPHANTLY IT IS THE LAST TURN BUT THE CARDS ARE NOT YET TURNED IN THE PICTURE THEY WILL NEVER BE TURNED NOBODY WILL EVER KNOW WHO WINS NOR WHO LOSES AND THE MEN WILL SIT THERE AND NEVER TALK HE SAID WONDER AND AWE GROWING IN HIS FACE AND THE LOOK OUT WILL LEAN FORWARD AND THE BLOOD WILL BE WARM IN THE FACE OF THE DEALER IT IS A STRANGE THING ALWAYS WILL THEY SIT THERE ALWAYS AND THE CARDS WILL NEVER BE TURNED IT IS A PICTURE I SAID IT IS LIFE YOU HAVE SEEN THINGS LIKE IT YOURSELF HE LOOKED AT ME AND PONDERED THEN SAID VERY SLOWLY NO AS YOU SAY THERE IS NO END TO IT NOBODY WILL EVER KNOW THE END YET IT IS A TRUE THING I HAVE SEEN IT IT IS LIFE
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