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lately, either. I owe you $20 even.

Look for yourself.

- Never mind.

Your word's as good as your book.

Here's your $20.

- Thanks.

Lots of bad luck to you, Baldy.

Get out of my way.

Make your bets. Everybody down?

We're ready to spin.

Wheel is spinning.

- Wait.

Spin the wheel.

- Wheel is spinning.

Three 4s on red.

We have a winner!

Here's a lady who's lucky.

Everybody's lucky at Chuck-A-Luck.

Step up and make your bets.

Is everybody down?

Spin the wheel.

Wheel is spinning.

Three 4s on red wins again. Did the

lady have that covered?Yes, she did.

That idiot thinks she's shilling!

- He didn't know you fired her.

- Shut up.

Stop the game! When I tell somebody

to get out, I mean it.

I don't work for you. I'm a customer.

- Don't lose your sense of humour.

I stay here as long as I like.

All right! Have one more spin,

then close for the night.

Try your luck at Chuck-A-Luck.

Everybody wins. Is everybody down?

Betting, Altar?

Sure.

Let her spin.

- Wheel is spin...

I'll spin it.

- It's Frenchy Fairmont!

You win, ma'am.

Pay the lady, please.

Pay her.

This will help you carry it.

There you are, ma'am.

May I be seeing you home?

Yes.

Always a pleasure

to meet a good loser.

Frenchy Fairmont.

The fastest draw in the West.

The greatest ability

often consists in not showing.

You're wanted, aren't you?

- Let's say I'm in public demand.

Why did you do that back there?

- I'm sentimental.

Are you?

I once saw three men fight

a gun battle over you.

- You did?

All three were killed.

Abilene, wasn't it?

- Yes.

I was in Hayes City when you rode

through a hotel on a white horse.

Rode him up to the dining room. You

must've had an important engagement.

It was with the mayor.

Wherever I went, I seemed to see

Altar Keane or hear about her.

Why didn't you ever meet me?

My engagements led me to other

parts of the West, toward Mexico.

I often wondered

what had become of you.

You can stop feeling sorry for me.

You strike me as a

wonderful woman, Miss Keane.

- Oh, stop it.

What are you gonna do

with all this money?

For a moment, when I was winning,

I thought...

Give it back.

- Why?

Baldy Gunder wouldn't let me out of

town alive with it. This is my place.

Don't give it back. There's a stage

south to Silver City in the morning.

I'd be glad to offer you protection

until it leaves.

I know you would.

All right, come in.

I will, ma'am. Tomorrow at nine,

before the stage leaves. Goodnight.

They say he stayed outside her place

that night, in case Baldy showed up.

The next morning, he put her

on the stage. That's how Altar left.

With her gone, business

fell off at Baldy's Palace.

Where did she go?

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