It was such a heartfelt exclamation that he moved his glasses back down his nose.
“I’ll be darned. You’re persistent, aren’t you?” “It’s just that I walked all the way over here
just to tell you something, sir.” “OK then, tell me.”
“No. Not like that. First I need to know when your next pension day is.”
“Day after tomorrow,” he said with a little smile, studying me. “And what day is after tomorrow?”
“Friday.” “Well, on Friday could you bring me a Silver King from the city?”
“Slow down, Zezé. What’s a Silver King?” “It’s the little white horse I saw at the cinema.
Its owner is Fred Thompson. It’s a trained horse.”
“You want me to bring you a little horse on wheels?” “No, sir. I want the sort with a wooden head and reins.
That you stick a tail on and run around. I need to practise because later I’m going to work in films.”
He laughed. “I see. And if I do, what’s in it for me?”
“I’ll do something for you, sir.” “You’ll give me a kiss?”
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