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Show -187- Professor thought, watching t h e i r backs as they retreated down the stairway he had just ascended. A few moments l a t e r , the Professor heard other footsteps on the t i l e of the entrance-way, and the sound of other voices came to him up the s t a i r w e l l. In the vestibule, he found the Senator from his department escorting two men who who were strangers to him. The Senator was obviously disturbed to find the doors to the chapel locked. He d i d n ' t stop to introduce the two men to the Professor, but hurried off somewhere to locate a key. The men introduced themselves. One was the head of the local labor council, the other, the attorney for the council. They looked very l i t t l e like the national labor leaders whom the Professor had seen a t the e a r l i e r meeting. The council leader was a small, dark, wiry-looking man in his f i f t i e s . The attorney was lighter in complaction, rotund, and several years younger. They seemed surprised that more of the members were not here, and the Professor suggested that most of them might just now be leaving the campus. It was s t i l l five minutes to the hour, and most classes; were dismissed on the hour. Even as he spoke, the front door opened, and a group of five men, including his own friend, appeared a t the entrance. The Senator reappeared with a l i t t l e gray-haired man, who was parrying a large ring of keys. The doors were opened, and the Senator and the two labor leaders went immediately to the front of the chapel. The Professor waited behind for his friend, and |