It looks to me
as if you had a personal grievance here. Come, Fowler, old man, you
are too brilliant, too valuable--"
The Secretary of State interrupted by bowing once more. "I very much
appreciate my scolding, Mr. President. With your permission, I'll
withdraw until you feel more kindly toward me."
The President and Enoch did not speak for several minutes after Fowler
had left. Then the President said, "Enoch, how are you going to handle
Brown?"
"I haven't fully made up my mind," replied Enoch.
"The bitterest pill you could make him swallow would be to put yourself
in the White House at the next election."
"I'm afraid Brown would look on that as less a punishment than a
misfortune." Enoch smiled, as he rose and said-good night.
Nearly a month passed before Enoch heard from Cheney. During that time
neither from Fowler nor from the Brown papers was there any intimation
of consciousness of Enoch's existence. He believed that as long as he
chose to remain silent on the Mexican situation that they would
continue to ignore him. There could be little doubt that both Brown
and the public looked on Enoch's sudden silence following the Luigi
statement as complete rout. Enoch knew this and writhed under the
knowledge as he bided his time.
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