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It was that kind of thing. It would sound to the outsider as though we were quarreling. I must say I felt very angry at Henderson at times, thought him quite impossible and there was no sweetness and light about it. He would fight me, and yet within the week he would be sitting beside somebody somewhere and he would tell them that I was the only friend labor ever had, that I was the only liberal in this town, that “you can count on her. You better watch out, if you lose her, you lose everything.” He said that within a week after we had had what was supposed to be a terrible row. So that when I would think that he would hate me, far from doing that either he for got quickly, or he just had respect for me.

I don't think he's too emotional a man. He doesn't live on his emotions, nor does he live on his intellect. I don't pretend to understand him, but he certainly isn't a mean follow. That I know. He's not mean. He never undercuts. No matter what kind of a row you've had, he still bears you good will. I don't know whether he was always true to his word, but I will say that he didn't give his word very of ten. He got second thoughts and third thoughts. There were real second thoughts and third thoughts. Whereas at two o'clock one afternoon in a committee he might have said, “Okay,” and you would assume that he would go along with that, by