Pulp Fiction, 1948 · page 110 of 132
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106 : JOHN MICHEL headed one and I heaved a concealed sigh of relief because I was-almost dead sure it wasn’t. “But how shall we cover this raise?” continued the other and nodded to the opener. I raised my eye cagily. ~ Twenty billions in gold will do it,” I stated flatly seat as the cellar rocked under the sudden impact billion dollars’ worth of pure gold right out of se treasuries. I pictured the mess of books | weight. . and held on to my of the arrival of twenty veral national mints and ying at the bottom of the terrific ~Ummmmmm,” I ummmmed, considering my cards. “Will you see me?” “I will see you,” replied the opener and I laid down my cards. | “Four kings,” I said grandly. The world looked good. “I have four aces,” remarked the other nonchalantly and laid his own hand down. You know what that means. ee A ~~ ne oll COMIC DOOK<SCOMLe