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That
is
my
affair
and
I
will
make
those
arrangements
.
I
must
find
the
real
culprits
perhaps
,
or
perhaps
I
must
convince
the
authorities
of
his
innocence
,
perhaps
the
witnesses
and
informants
will
recant
their
lies
.
But
again
I
say
that
this
is
my
affair
and
I
believe
I
will
be
able
to
bring
my
son
home
.
"
But
let
me
say
this
.
I
am
a
superstitious
man
,
a
ridiculous
failing
but
I
must
confess
it
here
.
And
so
if
some
unlucky
accident
should
befall
my
youngest
son
,
if
some
police
officer
should
accidentally
shoot
him
,
if
he
should
hang
himself
in
his
cell
,
if
new
witnesses
appear
to
testify
to
his
guilt
,
my
superstition
will
make
me
feel
that
it
was
the
result
of
the
ill
will
still
borne
me
by
some
people
here
.
Let
me
go
further
.
If
my
son
is
struck
by
a
bolt
of
lightning
I
will
blame
some
of
the
people
here
.
If
his
plane
show
fall
into
the
sea
or
his
ship
sink
beneath
the
waves
of
the
ocean
,
if
he
should
catch
a
mortal
fever
,
if
his
automobile
should
be
struck
by
a
train
,
such
is
my
superstition
that
I
would
blame
the
ill
will
felt
by
people
here
.
Gentlemen
,
that
ill
will
,
that
bad
luck
,
I
could
never
forgive
.
But
aside
from
that
let
me
swear
by
the
souls
of
my
grandchildren
that
I
will
never
break
the
peace
we
have
made
.
After
all
,
are
we
or
are
we
not
better
men
than
those
pezzonovanti
who
have
killed
countless
millions
of
men
in
our
lifetimes
?
"
With
this
Don
Corleone
stepped
from
his
place
and
went
down
the
table
to
where
Don
Phillip
Tattaglia
was
sitting
.
Tattaglia
rose
to
greet
him
and
the
two
men
embraced
,
kissing
each
other
's
cheeks
.
The
other
Dons
in
the
room
applauded
and
rose
to
shake
hands
with
everybody
in
sight
and
to
congratulate
Don
Corleone
and
Don
Tattaglia
on
their
new
friendship
.
It
was
not
perhaps
the
warmest
friendship
in
the
world
,
they
would
not
send
each
other
Christmas
gift
greetings
,
but
they
would
not
murder
each
other
.
That
was
friendship
enough
in
this
world
,
all
that
was
needed
.
Since
his
son
Freddie
was
under
the
protection
of
the
Molinari
Family
in
the
West
,
Don
Corleone
lingered
with
the
San
Francisco
Don
after
the
meeting
to
thank
him
.
Molinari
said
enough
for
Don
Corleone
to
gather
that
Freddie
had
found
his
niche
out
there
,
was
happy
and
had
become
something
of
a
ladies
'
man
.
He
had
a
genius
for
running
a
hotel
,
it
seemed
.
Don
Corleone
shook
his
head
in
wonder
,
as
many
fathers
do
when
told
of
undreamed-of
talents
in
their
children
.
Was
n't
it
true
that
sometimes
the
greatest
misfortunes
brought
unforeseen
rewards
?
They
both
agreed
that
this
was
so
.
Meanwhile
Corleone
made
it
clear
to
the
San
Francisco
Don
that
he
was
in
his
debt
for
the
great
service
done
in
protecting
Freddie
.
He
let
it
be
known
that
his
influence
would
be
exerted
so
that
the
important
racing
wires
would
always
be
available
to
his
people
no
matter
what
changes
occurred
in
the
power
structure
in
the
years
to
come
,
an
important
guarantee
since
the
struggle
over
this
facility
was
a
constant
open
wound
complicated
by
the
fact
that
the
Chicago
people
had
their
heavy
hand
in
it
.
But
Don
Corleone
was
not
without
influence
even
in
that
land
of
barbarians
and
so
his
promise
was
a
gift
of
gold
.
It
was
evening
before
Don
Corleone
,
Tom
Hagen
and
the
bodyguard-chauffeur
,
who
happened
to
be
Rocco
Lampone
,
arrived
at
the
mall
in
Long
Beach
.
When
they
went
into
the
house
the
Don
said
to
Hagen
,
"
Our
driver
,
that
man
Lampone
,
keep
an
eye
on
him
.
He
's
a
fellow
worth
something
better
I
think
.
"
Hagen
wondered
at
this
remark
.
Lampone
had
not
said
a
word
all
day
,
had
not
even
glanced
at
the
two
men
in
the
back
seat
.
He
had
opened
the
door
for
the
Don
,
the
car
had
been
in
front
of
the
bank
when
they
emerged
,
he
had
done
everything
correctly
but
no
more
than
any
well-trained
chauffeur
might
do
.
Evidently
the
Don
's
eye
had
seen
something
he
had
not
seen
.
The
Don
dismissed
Hagen
and
told
him
to
come
back
to
the
house
after
supper
.
But
to
take
his
time
and
rest
a
little
since
they
would
put
in
a
long
night
of
discussion
.
He
also
told
Hagen
to
have
Clemenza
and
Tessio
present
.
They
should
come
at
ten
P.
M.
,
not
before
.
Hagen
was
to
brief
Clemenza
and
Tessio
on
what
had
happened
at
the
meeting
that
afternoon
.
At
ten
the
Don
was
waiting
for
the
three
men
in
his
office
,
the
corner
room
of
the
house
with
its
law
library
and
special
phone
.
There
was
a
tray
with
whiskey
bottles
,
ice
and
soda
water
.
The
Don
gave
his
instructions
.
"
We
made
the
peace
this
afternoon
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
gave
my
word
and
my
honor
and
that
should
be
enough
for
all
of
you
.
But
our
friends
are
not
so
trustworthy
so
let
's
all
be
on
our
guard
still
.
We
do
n't
want
any
more
nasty
little
surprises
.
"
Then
Don
turned
to
Hagen
.
"
You
've
let
the
Bocchicchio
hostages
go
?
"
Hagen
nodded
.
