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leave the festivities and enter the house, he knew, wedding or no, there
would be a little work this day. The Don would be coming to see him. Then
Hagen saw Sonny Corleone whisper in Lucy Mancini's ear and their little
comedy as he followed her into the house. Hagen grimaced, debated whether
to inform the Don, and decided against it. He went to the desk and picked
up a handwritten list of the people who had been granted permission to see
Don Corleone privately. When the Don entered the room, Hagen handed him the
list. Don Corleone nodded and said, "Leave Bonasera to the end."
2 Hagen used the French doors and went directly out into the garden to
where the supplicants clustered around the barrel of wine. He pointed to
the baker, the pudgy Nazorine.
3 Don Corleone greeted the baker with an embrace. They had played
together as children in Italy and had grown up in friendship. Every Easter
freshly baked clotted-cheese and wheat-germ pies, their crusts yolk-gold,
big around as truck wheels, arrived at Don Corleone's home. On Christmas,
on family birthdays, rich creamy pastries proclaimed the Nazorines'
respect. And all through the years, lean and fat, Nazorine cheerfully paid
his dues to the bakery union organized by the Don in his salad days. Never
asking for a favor in return except for the chance to buy black-market OPA
sugar coupons during the war. Now the time had come for the baker to claim
his rights as a loyal friend, and Don Corleone looked forward with great
pleasure to granting his request.
4 He gave the baker a Di Nobili cigar and a glass of yellow Strega and
put his hand on the man's shoulder to urge him on. That was the mark of the
Don's humanity. He knew from bitter experience what courage it took to ask
a favor from a fellow man.
The baker told the story of his daughter and Enzo. A fine Italian
lad from Sicily; captured by the American Army; sent to the United States
as a prisoner of war; given parole to help our war effort! A pure and
honorable love had sprung up between honest Enzo and his sheltered
Katherine but now that the war was ended the poor lad would be repatriated
to Italy and Nazorine's daughter would surely die of a broken heart. Only
Godfather Corleone could help this afflicted couple. He was their last
hope.
5 The Don walked Nazorine up and down the room, his hand on the
baker's shoulder, his head nodding with understanding to keep up the man's
courage. When the baker had finished, Don Corleone smiled at him and said,
"My dear friend, put all your worries aside." He went on to explain very
carefully what must be done. The Congressman of the district must be
petitioned. The Congressman would propose a special bill that would allow
Enzo to become a citizen. The bill would surely pass Congress. A privilege
all those rascals extended to each other. Don Corleone explained that this
would cost money, the going price was now two thousand dollars. He, Don
Corleone, would guarantee performance and accept payment. Did his friend
agree?
6 The baker nodded his head vigorously. He did not expect such a great
favor for nothing. That was understood. A special Act of Congress does not
come cheap. Nazorine was almost tearful in his thanks. Don Corleone walked
him to the door, assuring him that competent people would be sent to the
bakery to arrange all details, complete all necessary documents. The baker