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mdp.39015008240296	Fisher, William,	The waiters.	1953		.txt	text/plain	88223	6919	90	"It ain't you, man," Jordon said, "it's me." He turned to Asher. As Asher passed the Kingfish and made for the opposite corner of the kitchen to place his order with the fish-broiler, he felt Before Asher could think up an answer, the big man said to Jordon, "You boys get what you want and bring Chief his. "Ain't nothin' wrong with it," Walters said as he looked Asher the devout, stood at Asher's side as the room filled to capacity, bidding him "look at ol' Chief wid those white folks eatin' outa his hand It seemed to Asher that Ester looked like the young, simple, wholesome country girls he had known at home in the South years ago. Time and again Asher would come into the kitchen to find Mr. Jerry sweating as he counted endless platters piled on waiters' trays, Asher's mind nosed over what Dowd had said like a man turning	./cache/mdp.39015008240296.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015008240296.txt