“Did they ask you to fight me with gloves?” Harrison asked. “Yes,” I told him. “But I didn’t agree.” Harrison’s face became eager. “They want us to fight four rounds for five dollars apiece,” he said. “Man, if I had five dollars, I could pay down on a suit. Five dollars is almost half a week’s wages for me.” “I don’t want to,” I said. “We won’t hurt each other,” he said. “But why do a thing like that for white men?” “To get that five dollars.” “I don’t need five dollars that much.” “Aw, you’re a fool,” he said. Then he smiled quickly. “Now, look here,” I said. “Maybe you are angry with me…”
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