At home and abroad
I've covered a lot of politics in my time, but I don't think I've ever seen a Legislature to compare with the 1948 Legislature for this reason: it seemed that the chamber was full of hate at this time. As you know so well from your own parliamentary experience, you can raise hell with a man, call him everything under creation, yet meet him the next day in a friendly way. I remember Allan Embury had been raising supreme hell with Charlie Williams. They both walked out of the chamber, and he said, "Charlie, how about giving me a ride home?" Charlie said, "Sure, get in the car." That atmosphere of friendliness is usual, but here for some reason it seemed to be missing entirely. It seemed to emanate from Mr. Tucker. This business between you and him seemed to be very deep and personal as far as he was concerned. Can you think on that for a moment?