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took an envelope out of his pocket. He said, “My mother was always very, very interested in your favorite charity, The Foundling Home, and I'd like to give you this donation for it.” The Cardinal's face was a study because he didn't expect this to happen at all. Neither did I. Over his shoulder, he shrugged his shoulder to me like this. You know what I mean? He was astounded, you know.

The three of us walked into lunch, and they took to each other at once. We had a wonderful time together. They forgot I was there. After lunch, the Cardinal insisted on taking us over and showing us his coin collection in the Archbishopric. Well, he had shown it to me about four times before so I finally broke in, “You two have nothing to do obviously, but I have some publishing to do.” So off I went, leaving the two of them very happy together.

Do you know if he ever talked to O'Hara about his books?

I haven't the vaguest idea. By this time he had been chastened because at another luncheon that I went to he seemed just a little bit put out with himself. It was just after a picture had been released called Baby Doll, with Carol Baker. It was a dirty picture at the time. Again, it was nothing compared with what they do today. The Cardinal got out a philippic against this picture, saying it was a filthy picture and nobody should go to see it. Until then the picture had done absolutely nothing at the