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I
could
see
him
now
.
His
teeth
were
his
ambassadors
,
un
-
helped
by
his
weary
but
wary
eyes
.
"
We
want
to
keep
this
private
.
It
’
s
been
a
bad
year
,
as
you
well
know
.
The
bottom
fell
out
with
the
quiz
scandals
and
then
the
payola
fuss
and
the
Congressional
committees
.
We
have
to
watch
everything
.
It
’
s
a
dangerous
time
.
"
"
I
wish
you
’
d
tell
me
what
you
want
.
"
"
You
’
ve
read
your
boy
’
s
I
Love
America
essay
?
"
"
No
,
I
haven
’
t
.
He
wanted
to
surprise
me
.
"
"
He
has
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
we
didn
’
t
catch
it
,
but
we
didn
’
t
.
"
He
held
out
a
folded
blue
cover
to
me
.
"
Read
the
underlining
.
"
I
sank
into
my
chair
and
opened
it
.
It
was
either
printed
or
typed
by
one
of
those
new
machines
that
looks
like
type
,
but
it
was
marred
with
harsh
black
pencil
lines
down
both
margins
.
I
LOVE
AMERICA
by
