What could I offer Stephen Colvin to ensure that I preserved his talent from being poached? I asked Stephen to fly and meet me at my lakeside cottage in Connecticut. He wasn’t too keen on the idea. He knew perfectly well that I was going to try to ‘turn’ him. And he knew, too, that I did not have a Dennis operation in the States that would interest him. Nevertheless he came. When Stephen arrived, I took him down to the dock and we boarded my boat. A few beers and a high-speed ride later, I cut the engine and we sat looking at each other while the boat bobbed gently on the surface of Candlewood
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