Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

Anatoly bristled at being called a coward but if Freddie was going to stay, then he had to stay and endure this too. His pride wouldn't demand anything less. Besides, he was certain that for all his talk, he'd be out the door soon enough, shouting about this was all a communist conspiracy to make him look bad.

"Of course, he would be in this. I wonder who he threatened to make him write him in." Molokov wasn't how he remembered him at all, but his personality was very much right. They had even got that ridiculous speech right. "How much would you like to bet that de Courcey is in here as well?"