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The Man in the High Castle

1
For
a
week
Mr
.
R
.
Childan
had
been
anxiously
watching
the
mail
.
But
the
valuable
shipment
from
the
Rocky
Mountain
States
had
not
arrived
.
As
he
opened
up
his
store
on
Friday
morning
and
saw
only
letters
on
the
floor
by
the
mail
slot
he
thought
,
I
m
going
to
have
an
angry
customer
.
2
Pouring
himself
a
cup
of
instant
tea
from
the
five
-
cent
wall
dispenser
he
got
a
broom
and
began
to
sweep
;
soon
he
had
the
front
of
American
Artistic
Handcrafts
Inc
.
ready
for
the
day
,
all
spick
and
span
with
the
cash
register
full
of
change
,
a
fresh
vase
of
marigolds
,
and
the
radio
playing
background
music
.
Outdoors
along
the
sidewalk
businessmen
hurried
toward
their
offices
along
Montgomery
Street
.
Far
off
,
a
cable
car
passed
;
Childan
halted
to
watch
it
with
pleasure
.
Women
in
their
long
colorful
silk
dresses
he
watched
them
,
too
.
Then
the
phone
rang
.
He
turned
to
answer
it
.
3
"
Yes
,
"
a
familiar
voice
said
to
his
answer
.
Childan
s
heart
sank
.
"
This
is
Mr
.
Tagomi
.
Did
my
Civil
War
recruiting
poster
arrive
yet
,
sir
?
Please
recall
;
you
promised
it
sometime
last
week
.
"
The
fussy
,
brisk
voice
,
barely
polite
,
barely
keeping
the
code
.
"
Did
I
not
give
you
a
deposit
,
sir
,
Mr
.
Childan
,
with
that
stipulation
?
This
is
to
be
a
gift
,
you
see
.
I
explained
that
.
A
client
.
"
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4
"
Extensive
inquiries
,
"
Childan
began
,
"
which
I
ve
had
made
at
my
own
expense
,
Mr
.
Tagomi
,
sir
,
regarding
the
promised
parcel
,
which
you
realize
originates
outside
of
this
region
and
is
therefore
"
5
But
Tagomi
broke
in
,
"
Then
it
has
not
arrived
.
"
6
"
No
,
Mr
.
Tagomi
,
sir
.
"
7
An
icy
pause
.
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8
"
I
can
wait
no
furthermore
,
"
Tagomi
said
.
9
"
No
sir
.
"
Childan
gazed
morosely
through
the
store
window
at
the
warm
bright
day
and
the
San
Francisco
office
buildings
.
10
"
A
substitute
,
then
.
Your
recommendation
,
Mr
.
Chil
-
dan
?
"
Tagomi
deliberately
mispronounced
the
name
;
insult
within
the
code
that
made
Childan
s
ears
burn
.
Place
pulled
,
the
dreadful
mortification
of
their
situation
.
Robert
Childan
s
aspirations
and
fears
and
torments
rose
up
and
exposed
themselves
,
swamped
him
,
stopping
his
tongue
.
He
stammered
,
his
hand
sticky
on
the
phone
.
The
air
of
his
store
smelled
of
the
marigolds
;
the
music
played
on
,
but
he
felt
as
if
he
were
falling
into
some
distant
sea
.