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"
Champagne
?
"
"
Can
’
t
we
do
something
special
tonight
?
Can
’
t
we
have
a
sort
of
celebration
together
?
"
"
We
can
have
champagne
,
yes
,
Jim
,
of
course
.
"
She
rang
the
bell
and
gave
the
orders
,
in
her
odd
,
lifeless
,
uncritical
manner
,
a
manner
of
meticulous
compliance
with
his
wishes
while
volunteering
none
of
her
own
.
"
You
don
’
t
seem
to
be
very
impressed
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
what
would
you
know
about
business
,
anyway
?
You
wouldn
’
t
be
able
to
understand
anything
on
so
large
a
scale
.
Wait
till
September
second
.
Wait
till
they
hear
about
it
.
"
"
They
?
Who
?
"
He
glanced
at
her
,
as
if
he
had
let
a
dangerous
word
slip
out
involuntarily
,
"
We
’
ve
organized
a
setup
where
we
—
me
,
Orren
and
a
few
friends
—
are
going
to
control
every
industrial
property
south
of
the
border
.
"
"
Whose
property
?
"
"
Why
.
.
.
the
people
’
s
.
This
is
not
an
old
-
fashioned
grab
for
private
profit
.
It
’
s
a
deal
with
a
mission
—
a
worthy
,
public
-
spirited
mission
—
to
manage
the
nationalized
properties
of
the
various
People
’
s
States
of
South
America
,
to
teach
their
workers
our
modern
techniques
of
production
,
to
help
the
underprivileged
who
’
ve
never
had
a
chance
,
to
—
"
He
broke
off
abruptly
,
though
she
had
merely
sat
looking
at
him
without
shifting
her
glance
.
"
You
know
,
"
he
said
suddenly
,
with
a
cold
little
chuckle
,
"
if
you
’
re
so
damn
anxious
to
hide
that
you
came
from
the
slums
,
you
ought
to
be
less
indifferent
to
the
philosophy
of
social
welfare
.
It
’
s
always
the
poor
who
lack
humanitarian
instincts
.
One
has
to
be
born
to
wealth
in
order
to
know
the
finer
feelings
of
altruism
.
"
