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A great benefit of betting hundreds of dollars on a race is that when you collect there aren't many people ahead of you on line. The scene when I returned mirrored the startling changes of fortune. Sophie had a red pen in one hand and a program in the other. On the grass at her feet were Sal, Rocco and Vinnie. She might have been Sappho reading an esoteric bit of verse to some of her girls. She might have been Marie Curie delivering an impossibly complicated paper on radium transfer. She might have been Queen Bess charting an extremely subtle course of action for her ministers. Tootsie slept soundly in her lap, moaning dog-fears from time to time.
"Well, the race figured to be tough," she said, "and I was inclined not to bet it at all. At first. But I saw something on the program that was a sure sign."
"What was it?" Vinnie burst, unable to contain himself.
"Who owns the horse, Rocco?" Sophie called on the student who was most often unprepared. Rocco pulled his program out of his pocket with great difficulty. He was nervous and in such a hurry that he tore a page in the process. "Some guy named Getty," he got out finally.
"Some guy named Getty," Sophie mocked. "And didn't you ever hear that name before?"
"No. Why should I of?"
"I did, I did," said Vinnie, lacking only a shiny apple. "He's like one of the richest men in the whole world. Made his money in oil, right?" Rocco glared at Vinnie.
"Right, and that's it."
"Dat's what?" asked Rocco, feeling cheated.
"Listen," she said, "when you bet you make an investment, don't you?"