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the faintly pleasant smell of Havana leaf as he dropped the match into an ash tray。
He smiled again。 〃One of the few pleasures my physician still allows me；〃 he said。 He had a simple yet extraordinary clear voice that easily filled the room； though he spoke quietly； like an actor trained to have his whispers heard in the far reaches of the second balcony。 He leaned across the desk； his voice lowering to a confidential whisper。 〃You know； I expect to live to be a hundred and twenty…five and even my physician thinks I might make it if I cut down on my smoking。〃
She felt the convincing warmth and intensity flow toward her and for the moment； she believed it； too。 〃I'm sure you will； Governor。〃
He leaned back in his chair； a faintly pleased look on his face。 〃Just between us； I don't really care whether I live that long or not；〃 he said。 〃It's just that when I die； I don't want to leave any enemies； and I figure the only way I'll ever do that is to outlive them all。〃
He laughed and she joined him； for the moment forgetting her reason for being there。 There was something incredibly young and vital about him that belied the already liberal sprinkling of gray in his thick； lustrous black hair。
He looked across the massive desk at her； feeling once again the rushing of time against him。 He drew on his cigar and let the smoke out slowly。 He liked what he saw。 None of this modern nonsense about dieting and boyish bobs for her。 Her hair fell long and full to her shoulders。
He looked up and suddenly met her eyes。 Almost instantly； he knew that she had been aware that he was studying her。 He smiled without embarrassment。 〃You were a child when I approved your adoption papers。〃
Her words put him at ease。 〃My mother and father often told me how kind you were and how you made it possible for them to adopt me。〃
He nodded slowly。 It was smart of them to tell her the truth。 Sooner or later； she'd have found out； anyway。 〃You're eighteen now？〃
〃Nineteen next month；〃 she said quickly。
〃You've grown a little since I saw you。〃 Then his face turned serious as he placed the cigar carefully in the ash tray。 〃I know why you've e to see me；〃 he said in his resonant voice。 〃And I'd like to express my sympathy for the predicament your father is in。〃
〃Have you studied the charges that are being made against him？〃 Rina asked quickly。
〃I've looked over the papers；〃 he admitted。
〃Do you think he's guilty？〃
The Governor looked at her。 〃Banking is like politics；〃 he said。 〃There are many things which are morally right and legally wrong。 That they may be one and the same thing doesn't matter。 Judgment is rendered only on the end result。〃
〃You mean；〃 she said quickly； 〃the trick is … not to get caught！〃
He felt a glow of satisfaction。 He liked quick； bright people； he liked the free exchange of ideas that came from them。 Too bad that politics attracted so few of that kind。 〃I wouldn't be cynical；〃 he said quietly。 〃It isn't as simple as that。 The law is not an inflexible thing。 It is alive and reflects the hopes and desires of the people。 That's why laws are so often changed or amended。 In the long run； we trust that eventually the legal and the moral will e together like parallel lines which meet in infinity。〃
〃Infinity is a long time for a man my father's age to wait；〃 she said。 〃No one has that much time。 Not even you if you live to the hundred and twenty…five。〃
〃Unfortunately； decision will always remain the greatest hazard of leadership；〃 he answered。 〃Your father assumed that hazard when he authorized those loans。 He justified it to himself because without them； certain mills might be forced to close； throwing many people out of work； and causing others to lose their investment or principal means of support。 So your father was pletely right morally in what he did。
〃But legally； it's another story。 A bank's principal obligation is to its depositors。 The law takes this into account and the state has rules governing such loans。 Under the law； your father should never have made those loans because they were inadequately collateralized。 Of course； if the mills hadn't closed and the loans had been repaid； he'd have been called a public benefactor； a farseeing businessman。 But the opposite happened and now these same people who might have praised him are screaming for his head。〃
〃Doesn't it make any difference that he lost his entire fortune trying to save the bank？〃 Rina asked。
The Governor shook his head。 〃Unfortunately； no。〃
〃Then； is there nothing you can do for him？〃 she asked desperately。
〃A good politician doesn't go against the tide of public opinion；〃 he said slowly。 〃And right now the public is yelling for a scapegoat。 If your father puts up a defense； he'll lose and get ten to fifteen years。 In that case； I'd be long out of office before he was eligible for parole。〃
He picked up the cigar from the ash tray and rolled it gently between his strong white fingers。 〃If you could convince your father to plead guilty and waive jury trial； I'll arrange for a judge to give him one to three years。 In fifteen months； I'll grant him a pardon。〃
She stared at him。 〃But what if something happens to you？〃
He smiled。 〃I'm going to live to be a hundred and twenty…five； remember？ But even if I weren't around； your father couldn't lose。 He'd still be eligible for parole in twenty months。〃
Rina got to her feet and held out her hand。 〃Thank you very much for seeing me；〃 she said； meeting his eyes squarely。 〃No matter what happens； I hope you live to be a hundred and twenty…five。〃
From her side of the wire partition； she watched her father walk toward her。 His eyes were dull； his hair had gone gray； even his face seemed to have taken on a grayish hue that blended softly into the drab gray prison uniform。
〃Hello； Father；〃 she said softly as he slipped into the chair opposite her。
He forced a smile。 〃Hello； Rina。〃
〃Is it all right； Father？〃 she asked anxiously。 〃Are they… 〃
〃They're treating me fine；〃 he said quickly。 〃I have a job in the library。 I'm in charge of setting up a new inventory control。 They have been losing too many books。〃
She glanced at him。 Surely he was joking。
An awkward silence came over them。 〃I received a letter from Stan White；〃 he said finally。 〃They have an offer of sixty thousand dollars for the house。〃
Stan White was her father's lawyer。 〃That's good；〃 she said。 〃From what they told me； I didn't think we'd get that much。 Big houses are a glut on the market。〃
〃Some Jews want it；〃 he said without rancor。 〃That's why they'll pay that much。〃
〃It was much too big for us and we wouldn't live there when you e home； anyway。〃
He looked at her。 〃There won't be very much left。 Perhaps ten thousand after we take care of the creditors and Stan。〃
〃We won't need very much；〃 she said。 〃We'll manage until you're active again。〃
This time his voice was bitter。 〃Who would take a chance on me？ I'm not a banker any more； I'm a convict。〃
〃Don't talk like that！〃 she said sharply。 〃Everyone knows that what happened wasn't your fault。 They know you took nothing for yourself。〃
〃That makes it even worse；〃 he said wryly。 〃It's one thing to be condemned for a thief； quite another for being a fool。〃
〃I shouldn't have gone to Europe。 I should have stayed at home with you。 Then perhaps none of this would have happened。〃
〃It was I who failed in my obligation to you。〃
〃You never did that； Father。〃
〃I've had a lot of time to think up here。 I lay awake nights wondering what you're going to do now。〃
〃I'll manage； Father；〃 she said。 〃I'll get a job。〃
〃Doing what？〃
〃I don't know；〃 she replied quickly。 〃I'll find something。〃
〃It's not as easy as that。 You're not trained for anything。〃 He looked down at his hands。 〃I've even spoiled your chances for a good marriage。〃
She laughed。 〃I wasn't thinking of getting married。 All the young men in Boston are just that … young men。 They seem like boys to me； I haven't the patience for them。 When I get married； it will be to a mature man； like you。〃
〃What you need is a vacation；〃 he said。 〃You look tired and drawn。〃
〃We'll both take a vacation when you e home；〃 she said。 〃We'll go to Europe。 I know a