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           Godfather,whatthehellcanIdo?"

           DonCorleone’sfacehadbecomecoldwithoutahintofsympathy.Hesaidcontemptuously,"Youcanstartbyactinglikeaman."Suddenlyangercontortedhisface.Heshouted."LIKEAMAN!"HereachedoverthedeskandgrabbedJohnnyFontanebythehairofhisheadinagesturethatwassavagelyaffectionate."ByChristinheaven,isitpossiblethatyouspentsomuchtimeinmypresenceandturnedoutnobetterthanthis?AHollywoodfinocchiowhoweepsandbegsforpity?Whocriesoutlikeawoman—‘WhatshallIdo?Oh,whatshallIdo?"

           ThemimicryoftheDonwassoextraordinary,sounexpected,thatHagenandJohnnywerestartledintolaughter.DonCorleonewaspleased.Foramomenthereflectedonhowmuchhelovedthisgodson.Howwouldhisownthreesonshavereactedtosuchatongue-lashing?Santinowouldhavesulkedandbehavedbadlyforweeksafterward.Fredowouldhavebeencowed.Michaelwouldhavegivenhimacoldsmileandgoneoutofthehouse,nottobeseenformonths.ButJohnny,ah,whatafinechaphewas,smilingnow,gatheringstrength,knowingalreadythetruepurposeofhisGodfather.

           DonCorleonewenton."Youtookthewomanofyourboss,amanmorepowerfulthanyourself,thenyoucomplainhewon’thelpyou.Whatnonsense.Youleftyourfamily,yourchildrenwithoutafather,tomarryawhoreandyouweepbecausetheydon’twelcomeyoubackwithopenarms.Thewhore,youdon’thitherinthefacebecausesheismakingapicture,thenyouareamazedbecauseshelaughsatyou.