It was evening in the Methodist Building, directly across Maryland Avenue from the Supreme Court, directly across the plaza from the Capitol. His colored chauffer, going off duty, knocked at the door of Senator Joseph Taylor Robinson's apartment. Mrs. Robinson was home in Little Rock and the Senator was sitting alone. Would the Senator like him to stay around, he inquired. No, no, the Senator was quite all right. He didn't need anybody to stay with him.
Majority Leader Joe Robinson had taken it easy that day. He felt a little better. A...
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