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. "I'd like to go back into the Guard and forget the whole mess. I used to wonder what it was like to be rich. Now I am and it turns out to be mostly headaches."
"So you'd walk out on it?" Her voice was faintly scornful.
"I didn't say that. I'm going to stay and find out what goes on. Only I don't know how to start. You think I should pound Uncle Jack's desk and demand my shares?"
"Unnh . . . not without a lawyer at your side."
"There are too many lawyers in this now!"
"That's why you need one. It will take a sharp one to win a scrap with Judge Bruder."
"How do I find one?"
"Goodness, I don't use lawyers. But I can find out. Now let's stroll and chat -- in case anybody is interested."
Thorby spent a glum morning studying corporation law. Just past lunch Leda called. "Thor, how about taking me siding? The storm is over and the snow is just right" She looked at him eagerly.
"Well --"
"Oh, come on!"
He went. They said nothing until they were far from the house. Then Leda said, "The man you need is James J. Garsch, New Washington."
"I thought that must be why you called. Do you want to ski? I'd like to go back and call him."
"Oh, my!" she shook her head sadly. "Thor, I may have to marry you just to mother you. You go back to the house and call a lawyer outside Rudbek -- one whose reputation is sky-high. What happens?"
"What?"
"You might wake up in a quiet place with big muscular nurses around you
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