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Raoul Duke hides from the ongoing race and its dust clouds inside a tent and lifts his beer for a small amount of delight when a stranger comes up to him whipping his dust encrusted handerchief around putting dust all over Raoul's fresh beer, ruining it. He asks Raoul what day it was and then guessing if it was Saturday. Despondent, Raoul exclaims that it is "more like Sunday".