It was long past midnight. In his Wardman Park Hotel apartment, Senator Arthur Hendrick Vandenberg of Michigan sat sunk in an easy chair with a biography of George Washington in his lap. Piled beside him were other biographies: lives of Andrew Jackson, William Henry Harrison, Zachary Taylor, Ulysses S. Grant, Theodore Roosevelt. The Senator's broad dome nodded drowsily. His cigar was out.
Gradually he became aware of a brass band playing faintly in the distance. He could not make out the tune. Then, in the corridor outside his apartment, he heard a muffled clomping....
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