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Hagen
was
horrified
at
this
break
.
He
saw
the
Don
turn
cold
,
malevolent
eyes
on
his
eldest
son
,
who
froze
in
uncomprehending
dismay
.
Sollozzo
's
eyes
flickered
again
but
this
time
with
satisfaction
.
He
had
discovered
a
chink
in
the
Don
's
fortress
.
When
the
Don
spoke
his
voice
held
a
dismissal
.
"
Young
people
are
greedy
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
today
they
have
no
manners
.
They
interrupt
their
elders
.
They
meddle
.
But
I
have
a
sentimental
weakness
for
my
children
and
I
have
spoiled
them
.
As
you
see
.
Signor
Sollozzo
,
my
no
is
final
.
Let
me
say
that
I
myself
wish
you
good
fortune
in
your
business
.
It
has
no
conflict
with
my
own
.
I
'm
sorry
that
I
had
to
disappoint
you
.
"
Sollozzo
bowed
,
shook
the
Don
's
hand
and
let
Hagen
take
him
to
his
car
outside
.
There
was
no
expression
on
his
face
when
he
said
good-bye
to
Hagen
.
Back
in
the
room
,
Don
Corleone
asked
Hagen
,
"
What
did
you
think
of
that
man
?
"
"
He
's
a
Sicilian
,
"
Hagen
said
dryly
.
The
Don
nodded
his
head
thoughtfully
.
Then
he
turned
to
his
son
and
said
gently
,
"
Santino
,
never
let
anyone
outside
the
family
know
what
you
are
thinking
.
Never
let
them
know
what
you
have
under
your
fingernails
.
I
think
your
brain
is
going
soft
from
all
that
comedy
you
play
with
that
young
girl
.
Stop
it
and
pay
attention
to
business
.
Now
get
out
of
my
sight
.
"
Hagen
saw
the
surprise
on
Sonny
's
face
,
then
anger
at
his
father
's
reproach
.
Did
he
really
think
the
Don
would
be
ignorant
of
his
conquest
,
Hagen
wondered
.
And
did
he
really
not
know
what
a
dangerous
mistake
he
had
made
this
morning
?
If
that
were
true
,
Hagen
would
never
wish
to
be
the
Consigliere
to
the
Don
of
Santino
Corleone
.
Don
Corleone
waited
until
Sonny
had
left
the
room
.
Then
he
sank
back
into
his
leather
armchair
and
motioned
brusquely
for
a
drink
.
Hagen
poured
him
a
glass
of
anisette
.
The
Don
looked
up
at
him
.
"
Send
Luca
Brasi
to
see
me
,
"
he
said
.
***
Three
months
later
,
Hagen
hurried
through
the
paper
work
in
his
city
office
hoping
to
leave
early
enough
for
some
Christmas
shopping
for
his
wife
and
children
.
He
was
interrupted
by
a
phone
call
from
a
Johnny
Fontane
bubbling
with
high
spirits
.
The
picture
had
been
shot
,
the
rushes
,
whatever
the
hell
they
were
,
Hagen
thought
,
were
fabulous
.
