Hey Sut, he called. Suttree raised up in his bunk and looked out. He saw a hand from the river holding onto the houseboat deck. He rolled out and went to the door and around and stood there in his shorts looking down at the city rat. Slick aint it? said Harrogate. Can you swim? This time tomorrow you will be talkin to a wealthy man. Or a drowned one. Where the hell did you get that thing? Made it. Me and old drunk Harvey. Good God, said Suttree. What do you think of it? I think you’re fucking crazy. You want to go for a ride? No. Come on, I’ll ride ye. Gene, I wouldnt get in that thing and it
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