For the past nine weeks Room 475 in the ornate old U. S. Post Office Building in Chicago's Loop has been carefully guarded from the press. Three tired deputy marshals, under orders to arrest loiterers, watched the three entrances and occasionally looked into an adjoining toilet to see that no reporter had his ear glued to the door. Inside Room 475 a Federal Grand Jury was investigating the income of one of the biggest U. S. publishers, and neither smart young District Attorney William Campbell nor his Washington boss, Frank Murphy, wanted to risk...
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