"I didn't expect you people for a couple of hours yet. What happened, did you lose all your money gambling?""Every cent of it," Mason said, grinning."Don't let him kid you," Della said. "He was thinking about your wife.""Well, this is really going to surprise her," the pilot said. "You're ready to go back?""On our way," Mason said.They went over to the airplane, climbed in, fastened seat belts, the pilot warmed up the motors and took off to make a wide, sweeping turn over the brilliantly lighted business district of Las Vegas.Looking down at the lights, Della said, "I'll bet that takes a lot of money out of a lot of different states. When you stop to realize that gambling pays all the state taxes in Nevada, it certainly must exact a hиayy toll from the tourists.""You'd be surprised how much money it puts into California," the pilot said."How come?" Mason asked."I'd have a hard time keeping this charter service going if it weren't for flights to Las Vegas," the pilot said. "Las Vegas keeps our airlines prosperous, the hotels pay big sums to entertainers-a good many of whom reside in Southern California-and all in all it makes for a good deal of business."You also want to remember that very few people lose more than they can afford to lose.
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