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One evening last week Attorney General Frank Murphy arrived at the Green Inn, a comfortable shingled seaside hotel at Narragansett, R. I. With him were his chauffeur, his secretary, Eleanor Bumgardner, and his legal assistant, Edward G. Kemp. They registered, were assigned rooms and started up to them. It was then that the night clerk noted that Frank Murphy was so exhausted that it seemed for a moment he might not make the one-flight climb upstairs.

Next morning Frank Murphy was up at 8 a. m., breakfasted in his room (No....

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