Nearing the door, he heard Roger's laugh, and then his lazy voice
talking to someone inside.
"Sure, they're dumb, but they're not bad guys," said Roger.
Tom walked into the room. Roger was sitting on the side of his bunk
facing Tony Richards.
"Hiya, Corbett," said Roger, "did you hear how Astro made out yet?"
Tom ignored the question.
"I want to talk to you, Roger."
Roger eyed him suspiciously. "Sure, Corbett, go ahead."
"Well, I'll be going along," said Richards. He had heard about the
previous fight between Manning and Corbett and didn't want to be hauled
up as a witness later if they started again. "Remember, Manning," he
called from the doorway, "the bet is two to one, and are you going to
get tired of washing pots and pans!" He waved his hand at Corbett and
disappeared.
"All right, Corbett," Roger turned to Tom. "What's frying you?"
"I just saw Al Dixon down in the rec hall," answered Tom. "He told me
you were looking for bets on the unit ratings. Is that why Richards was
here?"
"That's right," nodded Roger.
"What made you say the things you did to Astro before he went for his
manual?"
"Very simple. I wanted to make him pass and that was the only way."
"You're pretty sure of yourself, Roger."
"I'm always sure of myself, Corbett. And the sooner you learn that, the
easier it'll be for all of us. I never bet unless it's in the bag.
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