And I says, “Yes Mr. Porkin,” for that is his name, “you will find it hard because there is many questions that people is trying to trap the Spokesman into talking about and He is not being able to keep so quiet as He used to, and it will mean His ruin because there is just nothing He can say and why does He not say it? For example,” I says, “there is this business about the Bolshiviki count when he comes here there will be no end of a row to know why he can’t talk what he wants to and then maybe when his wife gets well she will want to know if she can talk and you know how much harder it is to shut up a woman,” I says. “And then there is this business about the big banker that is in the cabinet Mr. Lemon or Melon or whatever fruit he is and why he does not stop the bootlegging business while he is making the whiskey and why he is got all the income taxes refunded for his companies and why he is allowed to charge as high as he wants for all the aluminum that us women is got to have in our kitchens. You can just see there is nothing the Spokesman can say about all that and you have got to see that He says it. And there is this business about our lending money to all these here Dago countries where the young secretaries of the state department is got noble wives,” I says, “and about the Spokesman having hid the reports of the commission or what ever it is called that wanted to have the price of sugar cut down and ruin all them sugar kings that is keeping up our prosperity. I tell you Mr. Porkin,” I says, “I have been studying hard and if there was time I could tell you a hundred different things that if anybody can ever get the Spokesman talking about then He is done for the rest of His life,” I says, “and your job is just one and that is to hammer into His Head day and night that when you have got nothing you can say then you must say it and nothing else.” And he is listening to every word and it is plain he is impressed and right in the middle of it he reaches over the table and he says, “Miss Riggs, shake hands with me,” he says, “for in you I have a political counsellor and you must promise to stand by me and together we will save Him.” Then I says, “Mr. Porkin, we will shake hands but what I am trying to do is not so much to save Him as to save the American people from the great pain of finding out about Him.” And so Mom we are friends even better than I have been with Mr. Edgerton and you need have no more worry about the future of Your high-up daughter MAME. THE END Books by Upton Sinclair =The Brass Check=: an exposure of the corruption of the capitalist press. $1.50 cloth, $1 paper. =The Goose-step=: a study of the class control of American Universities. $2 cloth, $1 paper. =The Goslings=: a study of the American schools and what the money power is doing with them. $2 cloth, $1 paper.