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A long round of applause followed, with only the one nodding head undisturbed. "Oh. Legal matters. I don't think that even though the preliminary hearing in Philadelphia went badly, to put it mildly we were trashed, nevertheless our overall extra- legal strategy worked. I am told that there will not be a general follow-up hearing at all. I have that on absolutely reliable word. You see, success begets success. We follow the rules because we make them. We not only have broadened our market into the strongholds of our competitors, but we can undercut rates in their vital districts to sweep them clean. We'll get it all back, then some." More applause and even high fives. "Success breeds success. Yes indeed. But failure festers, doesn't it?" with his shoulders raised, palms pointed upward, looking fixedly at the only man with neither strawberry remains before him nor chocolate on his lips. That man, all eyes on him, unable to bear any more, spoke, though fearfully, with a voice of resignation. "Sirs, Mr. Price, Mr. Johnson, with all due respect," wiping his brow and rolling his hands groping for words, " I, I'm, I'm uh.., you need to know things about my region." B.J. leaned toward the white haired chairman who whispered Patterstown to him as the groping speaker grappled to get to his point, "I am afraid of your anger in telling you what you need to know! I don't know what's worse, speaking up or getting .. uh .. whatever.. for not telling you what.." With a dangerous false smile and forced low voice, "Fucking say it! You ass hole!" the chair threatened. "I'm recognized?" "To your ill, perhaps. Now get on with it!" "First let me tell you the obvious. I don't want you to assume that that is what I wish to convey as my main defense." The cowering man first described a population which