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Robert Heinlein - Citizen Of The Galaxy
Atec Февраль 20 2008 18:00:37
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. He added placatingly, "I really am sorry. Take the day off."
"Oh, I couldn't, sir."
"Who says so? Go home."
"I'd rather not, sir."
"Well . . . suit yourself. But go lie down in the ladies' lounge or something. That's an order. I'll see you tomorrow."
She looked worried and left. Thorby sat at his chaste, bare, unpowered executive desk and thought.
It was what he needed: to be left alone without a flood of facts and figures. He started digesting what he had soaked up. Presently he started listing the results.
Item: Judge Bruder and Uncle Jack had put him in Coventry for refusing to sign the proxies.
Item: He might be "Rudbek of Rudbek" -- but Uncle Jack would continue to run things until Thorby's parents were legally dead.
Item: Judge Bruder had told him bluntly that no steps would be taken about the above until he admitted his incompetence and signed proxies.
Item: He did not know what his parents had signed. He had tried to force a showdown -- and had failed.
Item: "Ownership" and "control" were very different. Uncle Jack controlled everything that Thorby owned; Uncle Jack owned merely a nominal one share to qualify him as acting chairman of the board. (Leda owned a chunk, as she was a Rudbek while Uncle Jack wasn't -- but Uncle Jack probably controlled her stock too; Leda paid no attention to business.)
Conclusions: --
What conclusions? Was Uncle Jack doing something crooked and didn't dare let him find out? Well, it didn't look like it
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