mp.godfather-第10章
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〃We'll meet him later；〃 Michael said。
When Johnny finished singing and vanished into the house with Don Corleone； Kay said archly to Michael； 〃Don't tell me a big movie star like Johnny Fontane has to ask your father for a favor？〃
〃He's my father's godson；〃 Michael said。 〃And if it wasn't for my father he might not be a big movie star today。〃
Kay Adams laughed with delight。 〃That sounds like another great story。〃
Michael shook his head 〃I can't tell that one；〃 he said。
〃Trust me；〃 she said。
He told her。 He told her without being funny。 He told it without pride。 He told it without any sort of explanation except that eight years before his father had been more impetuous； and because the matter concerned his godson； the Don considered it an affair of personal honor。
The story was quickly told。 Eight years ago Johnny Fontane had made an extraordinary success singing with a popular dance band。 He had bee a top radio attraction。 Unfortunately the band leader； a well…known show business personality named Les Halley； had signed Johnny to a five…year personal services contract。 It was a mon show business practice。 Les Halley could now loan Johnny out and pocket most of the money。
Don Corleone entered the negotiations personally。 He offered Les Halley twenty thousand dollars to release Johnny Fontane from the personal services contract。 Halley offered to take only fifty percent of Johnny's earnings。 Don Corleone was amused。 He dropped his offer from twenty thousand dollars to ten thousand dollars。 The band leader； obviously not a man of the world outside his beloved show business； pletely missed the significance of this lower offer。 He refused。
The next day Don Corleone went to see the band leader personally。 He brought with him his two best friends； Genco Abbandando； who was his Consigliere； and Luca Brasi。 With no other witnesses Don Corleone persuaded Les Halley to sign a document giving up all rights to all services from Johnny Fontane upon payment of a certified check to the amount of ten thousand dollars。 Don Corleone did this by putting a pistol to the forehead of the band leader and assuring him with the utmost seriousness that either his signature or his brains would rest on that document in exactly one minute。 Les Halley signed。 Don Corleone pocketed his pistol and handed over the certified check。
The rest was history。 Johnny Fontane went on to bee the greatest singing sensation in the country。 He made Hollywood musicals that earned a fortune for his studio。 His records made millions of dollars。 Then he divorced his childhood…sweetheart wife and left his two children； to marry the most glamorous blond star in motion pictures。 He soon learned that she was a 〃whore。〃 He drank； he gambled； he chased other women。 He lost his singing voice。 His records stopped selling。 The studio did not renew his contract。 And so now he had e back to his Godfather。
Kay said thoughtfully； 〃Are you sure you're not jealous of your father？ Everything you've told me about him shows him doing something for other people。 He must be goodhearted。〃 She smiled wryly。 〃Of course his methods are not exactly constitutional。〃
Michael sighed。 〃I guess that's the way it sounds； but let me tell you this。 You know those Arctic explorers who leave caches of food scattered on the route to the North Pole？ Just in case they may need them someday？ That's my father's favors。 Someday he'll be at each one of those people's houses and they had better e across。〃
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It was nearly twilight before the wedding cake was shown； exclaimed over and eaten。 Specially baked by Nazorine； it was cleverly decorated with shells of cream so dizzyingly delicious that the bride greedily plucked them from the corpse of the cake before she whizzed away on her honeymoon with her blond groom。 The Don politely sped his guests' departure； noting meanwhile that the black sedan with its FBI men was no longer visible。
Finally the only car left in the driveway was the long black Cadillac with Freddie at the wheel。 The Don got into the front seat； moving with quick coordination for his age and bulk。 Sonny； Michael and Johnny Fontane got into the back seat。 Don Corleone said to his son Michael； 〃Your girl friend； she'll get back to the city by herself all right？〃
Michael nodded。 〃Tom said he'd take care of it。〃 Don Corleone nodded with satisfaction at Hagen's efficiency。
Because of the gas rationing still in effect； there was little traffic on the Belt Parkway to Manhattan。 In less than an hour the Cadillac rolled into the street of French Hospital。 During the ride Don Corleone asked his youngest son if he was doing well in school。 Michael nodded。 Then Sonny in the back seat asked his father； 〃Johnny says you're getting him squared away with that Hollywood business。 Do you want me to go out there and help？〃
Don Corleone was curt。 〃Tom is going tonight。 He won't need any help； it's a simple affair。〃
Sonny Corleone laughed。 〃Johnny thinks you can't fix it； that's why I thought you might want me to go out there。〃
Don Corleone turned his head。 〃Why do you doubt me？〃 he asked Johnny Fontane。 〃Hasn't your Godfather always done what he said he would do？ Have I ever been taken for a fool？〃
Johnny apologized nervously。 〃Godfather； the man who runs it is a real 。90 caliber pezzonovante。 You can't budge him； not even with money。 He has big connections。 And he hates me。 I just don't know how you can swing it。〃
The Don spoke with affectionate amusement。 〃I say to you： you shall have it。〃 He nudged Michael with his elbow。 〃We won't disappoint my godson； eh； Michael？〃
Michael； who never doubted his father for a moment； shook his head。
As they walked toward the hospital entrance； Don Corleone put his hand on Michael's arm so that the others forged ahead。 〃When you get through with college； e and talk to me；〃 the Don said。 〃I have some plans you will like。〃
Michael didn't say anything。 Don Corleone grunted in exasperation。 〃I know how you are。 I won't ask you to do anything you don't approve of。 This is something special。 Go your own way now； you're a man after all。 But e to me as a son should when you have finished with your schooling。〃
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The family of Genco Abbandando； wife and three daughters dressed in black； clustered like a flock of plump crows on the white tile floor of the hospital corridor。 When they saw Don Corleone e out of the elevator； they seemed to flutter up off the white tiles in an instinctive surge toward him for protection。 The mother was regally stout in black； the daughters fat and plain。 Mrs。 Abbandando pecked at Don Corleone's cheek； sobbing； wailing； 〃Oh； what a saint you are； to e here on your daughter's wedding day。〃
Don Corleone brushed these thanks aside。 〃Don't I owe respect to such a friend； a friend who has been my right arm for twenty； years？〃 He had understood immediately that the soon…to…be widow did not prehend that her husband would die this night。 Genco Abbandando had been in this hospital for nearly a year dying of his cancer and the wife had e to consider his fatal illness almost an ordinary part of life。 Tonight was just another crisis。 She babbled on。 〃Go in and see my poor husband；〃 she said； 〃he asks for you。 Poor man； he wanted to e to the wedding to show his respect but the doctor would not permit it。 Then he said you would e to see him on this great day but I did not believe it possible。 Ah； men understand friendship more than we women。 Go inside； you will make him happy。〃
A nurse and a doctor came out of Genco Abbandando's private room。 The doctor was a young man； serious…faced and with the air of one born to mand； that is to say； the air of one who has been immensely rich all his life。 One of the daughters asked timidly； 〃Dr。 Kennedy； can we go to see him now？〃
Dr。 Kennedy looked over the large group with exasperation。 Didn't these people realize that the man inside was dying and dying in torturous pain？ It would be much better if everyone let him die in peace。 〃I think just the immediate family；〃 he said in his exquisitely polite voice。 He was surprise
