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... id with a nod. "But your proposal only told me how much we’d have to spend. It never told me where the money would come from."

"That young man, on the other hand, told me he can get the money from Washington. And that he can handle those troublesome port Unions."

Morganfield spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness.

"Look, Martin. I’m a businessman. I have to answer to my shareholders and the tens of thousands of employees in my group."

"Right now, there’s an ...

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