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before and could foresee losing my shirt with these two sharks. But Jake made me look like a fool if I refused, so I shot. And with the stakes mounting to $4 a throw in spots, I lost $7.50 in about a half hour, and was informed by Jake that if I was going to work with Ainlay, that was what I had to learn to do. Then we went to the Eastern Shoreman's, Ethel meeting us in the lobby, and had dinner - mine consisted of shrimp, steamed clams and lobster and coffee. It was good but was a combination. And Jake put in another very illuminating remark during dinner. When there was a lull in the conversation, he said out of the clear sky, "Well, in about six months, Forie will be an expert locomotive salesman." And Ainlay replied, "Yes, you [[underlined]] all [[/underlined]] will be." I guess Ainlay got the point. Jake's thoughts evidently were that he'd show Ainlay I was a novice and he was the expert. It was so childish and so obvious and so uncalled for. As nearly as I could gather, Jake's whole attitude, and the thing motivating everything he said and did, was a jealous desire to impress Ainlay that he was the big cheese in this game and the rest of us a bunch of neophytes. The net result of the two hours was that I lost $7.50, had the impression of having someone trying hard to make an ass of me, and was pretty peeved at the whole business. I had no chance to talk business with Ainlay; Jake saw to that and I really think he did it on purpose. He doesn't want anyone else to be intimate with Ainlay. Jake is a funny individual. All this sounds like the soliloquy of a crabby, old gossip, but I am not the only one who has found Jake thus. If I were, I'd think I was at fault. Perk, Rudy, Doc, and many of the gang downstairs all find Jake a difficult individual to do

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