No 'bout a-dout it, we're as much a (non-ironic) fan of The Duke as we are of SpongeBob. (Obviously more the Squidward type, but you know.)
Therefore.
We talked for a while more, mostly about the current prices of Indian artifacts, which I had seen swoop suddenly upwards. I asked him if he owned the beautiful beaded and long-fringed plains rifle case — probably Sioux or Cheyenne — he carried in John Ford’s “The Searchers.”
“I wish you hadn’t said that,” he said, grinning. “I bet I’ve thought about it a hundred times. I can’t watch the picture because of it. I tried later to find it, but somebody smarter than I am must’ve gotten it.”
“Didn’t it occur to you, maybe on the last day, to just slip it into your duffle bag?”
“It does now.” (Laughter.)
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