Her eyes went wide. “I did? I shouldn’t have said that.” But she evidently took him at his word. Larry said encouragingly, “Well, we might as well go on. Who else is a member of this Movement besides your father?” She shifted in her chair uncomfortably. “I don’t know any of their names.” Steve looked down at the school pass in his hands. He said to Larry, “I’d better make a phone call.” He left. ------------------------------------- Larry said, “Don’t worry about him, Zusanette. Now then, this _movement_. That’s kind of a funny name, isn’t it? What does it mean?” She was evidently glad that the less than handsome Steve Hackett had left the room. Her words flowed more freely. “Well, Daddy says that they call it the Movement rather than a revolution....” An ice cube manifested itself in the stomach of Lawrence Woolford. “... Because people get conditioned, like, to words. Like revolution. Everybody is against the word because they all think of killing and everything, and, Daddy says, there doesn’t have to be any shooting or killing or anything like that at all. It just means a fundamental change in society. And, Daddy says, take the word propaganda. Everybody’s got to thinking that it automatically means lies, but it doesn’t at all. It just means, like, the arguments you use to convince people that what you stand for is right and it might be lies or it might not. And, Daddy says, take the word socialism. So many people have the wrong idea of what it means that the socialists ought to scrap the word and start using something else to mean what they stand for.” Larry said gently, “Your father is a socialist?” “Oh, no.” He nodded in understanding. “Oh, a Communist, eh?” Susan Self was indignant. “Daddy thinks the Communists are strictly awful, really weird.” Steve Hackett came back into the office. He said to Larry, “I sent a couple of the boys out to pick him up.” Susan was on her feet, a hand to mouth. “You mean my father! You’re going to arrest him!” Larry said soothingly, “Sit down, Zusanette. There’s a lot of things about this that I’m sure your father can explain.” He said to Steve, “She tells me that the money belonged to a movement. A revolutionary movement which doesn’t use the term revolutionary because people react unfavorably to that word. It’s not Commie.” Susan said indignantly, “It’s American, not anything foreign!” Steve growled, “Let’s get back to the money. What’s this movement doing with a lot of counterfeit bills and where did you find them?” She evidently figured she’d gone too far now to take a stand. “It’s not Daddy’s fault,” she said. “He took me to headquarters twice.” “Where’s headquarters?” Larry said trying to keep his voice soothing.