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"
I
am
.
"
He
got
up
,
went
to
the
telephone
and
dialed
a
number
.
"
Hello
,
Midas
?
.
.
.
Yes
.
.
.
He
did
?
Yes
,
she
’
s
all
right
.
.
.
Will
you
rent
me
your
car
for
the
day
?
.
.
.
Thanks
.
At
the
usual
rate
—
twenty
-
five
cents
.
.
.
Can
you
send
it
over
?
.
.
.
Do
you
happen
to
have
some
sort
of
cane
?
She
’
ll
need
it
.
.
.
Tonight
?
Yes
,
I
think
so
.
We
will
.
Thanks
.
"
He
hung
up
.
She
was
staring
at
him
incredulously
.
"
Did
I
understand
you
to
say
that
Mr
.
Mulligan
—
who
’
s
worth
about
two
hundred
million
dollars
,
I
believe
—
is
going
to
charge
you
twenty
-
five
cents
for
the
use
of
his
car
?
"
"
That
’
s
right
.
"
"
Good
heavens
,
couldn
’
t
he
give
it
to
you
as
a
courtesy
?
"
He
sat
looking
at
her
for
a
moment
,
studying
her
face
,
as
if
deliberately
letting
her
see
the
amusement
in
his
.
"
Miss
Taggart
,
"
he
said
,
"
we
have
no
laws
in
this
valley
,
no
rules
,
no
formal
organization
of
any
kind
.
We
come
here
because
we
want
to
rest
.
But
we
have
certain
customs
,
which
we
all
observe
,
because
they
pertain
to
the
things
we
need
to
rest
from
.
So
I
’
ll
warn
you
now
that
there
is
one
word
which
is
forbidden
in
this
valley
:
the
word
‘
give
.
’
"
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
’
re
right
.
"
