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Sonny
laughed
.
His
face
was
cruelly
intent
when
he
said
,
"
Do
n't
worry
,
I
wo
n't
make
your
kid
an
orphan
before
he
's
born
.
"
He
left
the
apartment
after
kissing
her
lightly
on
her
uninjured
cheek
.
On
East
112th
Street
a
long
line
of
cars
were
doubleparked
in
front
of
a
candy
store
that
was
the
headquarters
of
Carlo
Rizzi
's
book
.
On
the
sidewalk
in
front
of
the
store
,
fathers
played
catch
with
small
children
they
had
taken
for
a
Sunday
morning
ride
and
to
keep
them
company
as
they
placed
their
bets
.
When
they
saw
Carlo
Rizzi
coming
they
stopped
playing
ball
and
bought
their
kids
ice
cream
to
keep
them
quiet
.
Then
they
started
studying
the
newspapers
that
gave
the
starting
pitchers
,
trying
to
pick
out
winning
baseball
bets
for
the
day
.
Carlo
went
into
the
large
room
in
the
back
of
the
store
.
His
two
"
writers
,
"
a
small
wiry
man
called
Sally
Rags
and
a
big
husky
fellow
called
Coach
,
were
already
waiting
for
the
action
to
start
.
They
had
their
huge
,
lined
pads
in
front
of
them
ready
to
write
down
bets
.
On
a
wooden
stand
was
a
blackboard
with
the
names
of
the
sixteen
big
league
baseball
teams
chalked
on
it
,
paired
to
show
who
was
playing
against
who
.
Against
each
pairing
was
a
blocked-out
square
to
enter
the
odds
.
Carlo
asked
Coach
,
"
Is
the
store
phone
tapped
today
?
"
Coach
shook
his
head
.
"
The
tap
is
still
off
.
"
Carlo
went
to
the
wall
phone
and
dialed
a
number
.
Sally
Rags
and
Coach
watched
him
impassively
as
he
jotted
down
the
"
line
,
"
the
odds
on
all
the
baseball
games
for
that
day
.
They
watched
him
as
he
hung
up
the
phone
and
walked
over
to
the
blackboard
and
chalked
up
the
odds
against
each
game
.
Though
Carlo
did
not
know
it
,
they
had
already
gotten
the
line
and
were
checking
his
work
.
In
the
first
week
in
his
job
Carlo
had
made
a
mistake
in
transposing
the
odds
onto
the
blackboard
and
had
created
that
dream
of
all
gamblers
,
a
"
middle
.
"
That
is
,
by
betting
the
odds
with
him
and
then
betting
against
the
same
team
with
another
bookmaker
at
the
correct
.
odds
,
the
gambler
could
not
lose
.
The
only
one
who
coud
lose
was
Carlo
's
book
.
That
mistake
had
caused
a
six-thousand-dollar
loss
in
the
book
for
the
week
and
confirmed
the
Don
's
judgment
about
his
son-in-law
.
He
had
given
the
word
that
all
of
Carlo
's
work
was
to
be
checked
.
Normally
the
highly
placed
members
of
the
Corleone
Family
would
never
be
concerned
with
such
an
operational
detail
.
There
was
at
least
a
five-layer
insulation
to
their
level
.
But
since
the
book
was
being
used
as
a
testing
ground
for
the
son-in-law
,
it
had
been
placed
under
the
direct
scrutiny
of
Tom
Hagen
,
to
whom
a
report
was
sent
every
day
.
Now
with
the
line
posted
,
the
gamblers
were
thronging
into
the
back
room
of
the
candy
store
to
jot
down
the
odds
on
their
newspapers
next
to
the
games
printed
there
with
probable
pitchers
.
Some
of
them
held
their
little
children
by
the
hand
as
they
looked
up
at
the
blackboard
.
One
guy
who
made
big
bets
looked
down
at
the
little
girl
he
was
holding
by
the
hand
and
said
teasingly
,
"
Who
do
you
like
today
,
Honey
,
Giants
or
the
Pirates
?
"
The
little
girl
,
fascinated
by
the
colorful
names
,
said
,
"
Are
Giants
stronger
than
Pirates
?
"
The
father
laughed
.
