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She
went
out
the
door
and
though
she
felt
the
sticky
wetness
between
her
thighs
she
did
not
go
to
the
bathroom
to
wash
but
ran
straight
on
down
the
steps
and
into
the
garden
.
She
took
her
seat
at
the
bridal
table
next
to
Connie
,
who
exclaimed
petulantly
,
"
Lucy
,
where
were
you
?
You
look
drunk
.
Stay
beside
me
now
.
"
The
blond
groom
poured
Lucy
a
glass
of
wine
and
smiled
knowingly
.
Lucy
did
n't
care
.
She
lifted
the
grapey
,
dark
red
juice
to
her
parched
mouth
and
drank
.
She
felt
the
sticky
wetness
between
her
thighs
and
pressed
her
legs
together
.
Her
body
was
trembling
.
Over
the
glass
rim
,
as
she
drank
,
her
eyes
searched
hungrily
to
find
Sonny
Corleone
.
There
was
no
one
else
she
cared
to
see
.
Slyly
she
whispered
in
Connie
's
ear
,
"
Only
a
few
hours
more
and
you
'll
know
what
it
's
all
about
.
"
Connie
giggled
.
Lucy
demurely
folded
her
hands
on
the
table
,
treacherously
triumphant
,
as
if
she
had
stolen
a
treasure
from
the
bride
.
***
Amerigo
Bonasera
followed
Hagen
into
the
corner
room
of
the
house
and
found
Don
Corleone
sitting
behind
a
huge
desk
.
Sonny
Corleone
was
standing
by
the
window
,
looking
out
into
the
garden
.
For
the
first
time
that
afternoon
the
Don
behaved
coolly
.
He
did
not
embrace
the
visitor
or
shake
hands
.
The
sallow-faced
undertaker
owed
his
invitation
to
the
fact
that
his
wife
and
the
wife
of
the
Don
were
the
closest
of
friends
.
Amerigo
Bonasera
himself
was
in
severe
disfavor
with
Don
Corleone
.
Bonasera
began
his
request
obliquely
and
cleverly
.
"
You
must
excuse
my
daughter
,
your
wife
's
goddaughter
,
for
not
doing
your
family
the
respect
of
coming
today
.
She
is
in
the
hospital
still
.
"
He
glanced
at
Sonny
Corleone
and
Tom
Hagen
to
indicate
that
he
did
not
wish
to
speak
before
them
.
But
the
Don
was
merciless
.
"
We
all
know
of
your
daughter
's
misfortune
,
"
Don
Corleone
said
.
"
If
I
can
help
her
in
any
way
,
you
have
only
to
speak
.
My
wife
is
her
godmother
after
all
.
I
have
never
forgotten
that
honor
.
"
This
was
a
rebuke
.
The
undertaker
never
called
Don
Corleone
,
"
Godfather
"
as
custom
dictated
.
Bonasera
,
ashen-faced
,
asked
,
directly
now
,
"
May
I
speak
to
you
alone
?
"
Don
Corleone
shook
his
head
.
"
I
trust
these
two
men
with
my
life
.
They
are
my
two
right
arms
.
I
can
not
insult
them
by
sending
them
away
.
"
The
undertaker
closed
his
eyes
for
a
moment
and
then
began
to
speak
.
His
voice
was
quiet
,
the
voice
he
used
to
console
the
bereaved
.
"
I
raised
my
daughter
in
the
American
fashion
.
I
believe
in
America
.
America
has
made
my
fortune
.
I
gave
my
daughter
her
freedom
and
yet
taught
her
never
to
dishonor
her
family
.
She
found
a
'
boy
friend
,
'
not
an
Italian
.
She
went
to
the
movies
with
him
.
She
stayed
out
late
.
But
he
never
came
to
meet
her
parents
.
I
accepted
all
this
without
a
protest
,
the
fault
is
mine
.
Two
months
ago
he
took
her
for
a
drive
.
He
had
a
masculine
friend
with
him
.
They
made
her
drink
whiskey
and
then
they
tried
to
take
advantage
of
her
.
She
resisted
.
She
kept
her
honor
.
They
beat
her
.
Like
an
animal
.
When
I
went
to
the
hospital
she
had
two
black
eyes
.
Her
nose
was
broken
.
