Herbert Hoover stuck a long black cigar between his teeth, nipped out the tails of his cutaway and sat firmly down at the black oval table in the centre of the President's room just off the Senate lobby. He was still President of the U..S. with work to do. An enormous wall mirror reflected the drawn tired lines in his face as he hunched over a stack of bills laid before him. William McKinley (in bronze) glowered out of a corner. Down through the heavy tracery of a chandelier "The Eye of God''...
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