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of Joan of Arc and how it looked, with only a priest beside her with that cross made out of two sticks, a little, dirty peasant priest who wasn't anybody. All the big priests had condemned her, but he was holding the cross in front of her. That was the picture that flashed through my mind. Fortunately I have a sense of humor so that I didn't go on down into the De Gaulle error of identifying myself with Joan of Arc, or think that this was any martyrdom. As soon as I had said it to Gerry I laughed. It was like children whispering in school and it sort of broke the ice between us. He said to me afterwards, “Until you made that joke to me I was fairly trembling inside with dread at this occasion, but when you made a joke, it was all right.” It was a very interesting moment. It gave me the feeling that this might be a den of lions, but I must not be afraid.

At any rate, Mr. Sumners made a very polite opening statement. I made an extremely polite statement in which I thanked him and all of the committee for their enormous sense of justice, their extreme devotion to fair play, their great courtesy, their wisdom, their states-manship and everything else that I could think of, in allowing me to appear. I said then, “I have a prepared statement, Mr. Chairman, which will perhaps sum up as