"Who you go to town with? What's Friday going to do?"
"He can go to the show by himself," Andy said. "I'm only taking four bits taxi fare."
"Man," Prew said, "You're a hot one."
"I ain't going to the show," Friday said happily. "I'm on a save at thirty cents and staying right here to teach myself how to deal these cards, by God."
"Well," Andy said, "that's up to you. You got the money. You can go if you want to."
"What're you guys going to do in town?" Prew said. "If I may ask?"
"Just fool around."
"You won't fool very far, taking only four bits taxi fare. What'll you do after you get there? How'll you get back?"
"Well," Andy said, "Bloom's got a queer lined up out in Waikiki he thinks we can roll, a guy with quite a lot of dough."
"I wouldn't go," Prew said, "if I was you."
Andy looked up indignantly. "Why not? It's easy for you to say. You're going down with Angelo."
"Because Bloom's lying to you, that's why. How long you been in Wahoo? You oughta know by now that Honolulu queers don't get rolled. They never carry money with them. It's too small a place, and there's too many soldiers. They'd get rolled every night."
Andy would not look at him. "Bloom said if it didn't work out to roll him, we could get drinks off him anyway, and carfare home. What's the difference?"
"He lied to you. That's the difference. Why would he lie to you? He knows nobody can roll a Honolulu queer. Why not he tell you the truth? I wouldn't trust no guy that lied to me. Maybe he's pimping for this queer. You're liable to end up getting made. There's somethin..."
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