“ Very fair, Rivera,” Roberts agreed.
“ You see, you ain't got a reputation yet.”
“ What will sixty-five per cent of the gate receipts be?” Rivera demanded.
“ Oh, maybe five thousand, maybe as high as eight thousand,” Danny broke in to explain. “Something like that. Your share'll come to something like a thousand or sixteen hundred. Pretty good for takin' a l*****g from a guy with my reputation. What d' ye say?”
Then Rivera took their breaths away. “Winner takes all,” he said with finality.
A dead silence prevailed.
“ It's like candy from a baby,” Danny's manager proclaimed.
Danny shook his head.
“ I've been in the game too long,” he explained.
“ I'm not casting reflections on the referee, or the present company. I'm not sayin' nothing about book-makers an' frame-ups that s
