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''How much of this have you told the President?" Morgan asked. |
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The ghost of a smile touched Kellner's lips. "I serve the President of the United States what he needs, when he needs it. I serve him even when he is unaware that he is being served. Do you understand me, John?" |
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"Yes," Morgan said. When Kellner was in this mood, it was best to agree. |
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"Sometimes I worry. People like me are the ones who in other countries overthrow governments when they get to thinking they know better than anyone else how to run things." He paused. "But, of course, such things don't happen in this country." |
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"No, sir. They don't." Sermon over, Morgan thought with relief. |
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Kellner handed Morgan the files. "Mrs. Neville was born in Britain, but now is a Canadian citizen. She's the daughter of the late George Mathis. That won't mean anything to you; he's ancient history. But in his day Mathis was a royal pain in the ass, known as the Red Vicar. He was prominent in the British Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament of the 1950s. His father, the senior George Mathis, was a nuclear physicist, a good friend of Klaus Fuchsand though he was never charged, there is still one school of thought over at Langley that believes he was just as guilty as Fuchs. But the British disagreed. |
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"His son, the Red Vicar, never did anything really illegal, but he was a thoroughgoing 1960s troublemaker. He was divorced about the time he went tie-dyed and was awarded custody of Christlane, his only child. He emigrated to Canada a year after his divorce. He became very active during the Vietnam War, spent some months in jail, came out, dropped from sight, died in 1985. A nasty little story about him is that he procured his daughter for Jake Neville because he liked Neville's politics. I don't know. Maybe he did. It doesn't matter now. But Anna Mathis Neville's left-wing credentials go way |
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