But today I'm going to the club, and I may come out a beggar.
You see, whoever sits down to play with me--he wants to leave me without a shirt to my back, and so do I him.
And so we fight it out, and that's the pleasure of it.
" "Well, but suppose you were married," said Anna, "how would it be for your wife?" Yashvin laughed.
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