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          Fresh from the International Medical Products Expo, detail man
        Harry  Covair  reported  to  the  president  of  Brimstone
        Pharmaceuticals,  Thomas  Purdue.  The  impressions  of  Brimstone’s
        representative at such conventions were usually conveyed on paper,
        but Harry, an impetuous young salesman, insisted on presenting his
        report in person.
          Purdue, poring over Mediterranean retirement villa brochures  in
        his brightly-lit and aseptic executive suite, begrudged the interview.
        When Covair came in, the president packed up his glossy real estate
        advertisements and set them neatly stacked next to another pile of
        brochures for his own product; they did not clash.
          “Listen, Harry,” began Purdue, waving a pudgy hand in protest,
        “it’s a beautiful morning: why must you spoil it with an account of
        the goings-on at some dull convention?”
          “Because my commission is at stake, that’s why!”
          The clean-shaven jowls and sprightly manner of the junior account
        executive were belied by his occasionally abrasive and undiplomatic
        conversational  style.  He  barely  fit  the  profile  of  a  successful
        Brimstone  Pharmaceuticals  salesman,  but  results  could  not  be
        gainsaid;  Harry  Covair  always  met  his  quotas  and  then  some.  His
        previous employment as clerk in a small town drug store appeared to
        his  supervisors  to  have  given  him  a  unique  ability  to  motivate  the
        wholesale buyers of medication to  stock  up on Brimstone product
        rather than that of the competition.
          Tom Purdue microscopically adjusted the position of one of the
        bronze-and-teak testimonial statuettes on his desk.
          “Explain, if you would, Harry; but please be brief.”
          Covair loosened his tie; his face had already attained a ruddier hue
        than normal. “Look, I know I’m low man on the totem pole here,
        and I usually get the  assignments nobody else  wants. Selling  drugs
        banned or discarded in this country to distributors in Latin America
        is not easy, but I’ve done well for this company, don’t you think?”
          “Certainly, my boy! Didn’t we award you a silver sample case for
        selling ten million pills last year?”




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