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remember being in my office one day--I knew he was supposed to be due at two-thirty, or something like that, and he wasn't there. About fifteen minutes later, the telephone operator said, “There's a receptionist on 19”--which is not my floor--”who says there's a fellow by the name of Bradley sitting here waiting for you, and he claims he has an appointment with you.” I said, “Oh, my God!” [laughter] And I rushed down to 19, and said, “General, what are you doing here?” “Oh,” he said, “that's quite all right, my boy. Don't worry, don't worry about it. I didn't want to bother you. I didn't realize I was on the wrong floor.” He might have been there for hours, [laughter] but that's the kind of person he was.

I see. Very self-effacing?

Very self-effacing, very modest, very--didn't take credit for anything. That's probably why he got on so well with practically everybody.

Did you negotiate with him or what?

I forget. I think there was a couple of articles that we got out of him. He was a very good man. Probably too much humility for his own good.

Did I deal with any other people?

What about--