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Harrison was sore. Harrison wasn't sore. He understood the situation perfectly - that I was caught with people who didn't know him, although it was hard for him to believe that, and that this stupid old butler who was serving as receptionist hadn't told anybody, that Doak's secretary was still there, that my own hadn't come.

I've often wondered though if there was a kind of a secret intention on the part of these two henchmen of Doak's and the young secretary to do me dirt if they could. There were several other incidents like that. There were several people who didn't get to see me who might have. Partly that was due to the stupidity in the outer office, and partly to the fact that I would be on a long distance call when they came in, or something of that sort. There was one man who sent in his card and whose name I didn't recognize. He was infuriated and hurt. He told his sister about it and his sister told me about it later.

There was a man I found in the Department of Labor office who was the Information and Publicity person. He was an old newspaper man. I didn't know him from Adam. He was a little on the elderly side - I suppose he was nearly sixty-five years old. He was a good looking, well dressed fellow who had been the publicity person.

He was introduced on the first day. The second day