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Playa de los Borregos

        who  have  no  interest  in  this  land  other  than  its  short-term
        commercial  exploitation,  have  each,  in  the  past  thirty  days,  made
        contributions in the amount of twenty-five thousand dollars to the
        Corn Research Institute of Topeka, Kansas. For the benefit of those
        who may not be aware of it, the Corn Research Institute is a barely
        legal  non-profit  organization  whose  director  and  sole  salaried
        employee  is  Berit  Grinnan—the  wife  of  Emory  Lane, chairman  of
        this hearing!’”
          Gloria  Mundy  grinned,  her  mouth  a  prow  pushing  a  wake  of
        suntanned wrinkles across her cheeks.
          “And Grover had all the documentation: names, dates, amounts.
        The hearing room went wild. Reporters who had been dozing in the
        back row suddenly snapped to attention. Lane rapped his gavel, but
        he  couldn’t  hammer  away  the  evidence.  The  developers  were  red-
        faced, screaming bloody murder—at each other, at Grover Green, at
        the commissioners. The name Manny Billings kept coming up; it was
        all  his  doing,  cried  the  embarrassed  entrepreneurs.  Then,  in  a
        moment  of  relative  silence,  one  of  the  reporters  stage-whispered,
        ‘Baloney! Manny Billings has been in jail for the past six months for
        trying to bribe a D.C. meter maid.’”
          “That shut the developers up tighter than a bed of clams. Several
        of them ran from the room, muttering about lawyers. Lane took the
        opportunity to regain the floor. He was shaken, according to Grover,
        but too mean to give up. ‘This hearing,’ shouted the chairman, ‘has
        nothing to do with some alleged financial transactions in Kansas. We
        are here to consider the merit of the petitioners’  bids for the tract
        known as Playa de los Borregos. If no other testimony is to be given,
        we will now arrive at our decision.’”
          “Then Grover opened the second envelope. ‘Wait,’ he said. ‘I have
        one more thing I want to be made public. This land was originally
        part  of  the  Chippaway  Indian  Reservation,  by  act  of  Congress  in
        1887—is that not true, Mr. Chairman?’
          “Emory Lane appeared puzzled by this statement. ‘Of course it is;
        everyone knows that. But it reverted to the general holdings of the
        federal  government  after  the  Chippaways,  like  every  other  Indian
        tribe in that area, became extinct.’”


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