For Dossie, managing the new relations between Duncan and her was the same as taking the reins of a new donkey. She hadn’t learned the ticks and clicks of the animal. “You got to go, Duncan?” Dossie asked. Duncan was a little startled. He’d never heard her use this seductive tone, and she was pleased at his surprise. “Yes, Dossie. I am goin’,” he answered. Then Dossie asked Duncan point-blank if he had another woman. “Another woman what, Little Bird?” He stopped cinching his horse and looked at her. “Who you been listenin’ to? I’m makin’ a run. Then I’m going down to Paterson to see a woman. She’s a businesswoman, Dossie. She runs a business of women that sell themselves—prostitutes. Prostitute is what happens to a gal who is too willful.” Duncan pinned Dossie with his lecturing scowl. “I sell her liquor and cigars and oysters that I get from the boats and barges. I don’t screw no other gal since I been screwin’ you if that’s what you askin’.
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