They put Mexican blood in me, he said. He looked up. John Grady was lighting a cigarette. He shook out the match and put it in the ashtray and looked at Rawlins. So. So what does that mean? said Rawlins. Mean about what? Well does it mean I’m part Mexican? John Grady drew on the cigarette and leaned back and blew the smoke into the air. Part Mexican? he said. Yeah. How much did they put? They said it was over a litre. How much over a litre? I dont know. Well a litre would make you almost a halfbreed. Rawlins looked at him. It dont, does it? he said. No. Hell, it dont mean nothin. Blood’s
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