You might ask why they didn't canvass Mr. Smith himself, but of
course they had done that at the very start, as I should have said.
Mr. Smith had given them two hundred dollars in cash conditional on
the lunches being held in the caff of his hotel; and it's awfully
hard to get a proper lunch I mean the kind to which a Bishop can
express regret at not being there--under a dollar twenty-five. So
Mr. Smith got back his own money, and the crowd began eating into the
benefactions, and it got more and more complicated whether to hold
another lunch in the hope of breaking even, or to stop the campaign.

It was disappointing, yes. In spite of all the success and the
sympathy, it was disappointing. I don't say it didn't do good. No
doubt a lot of the men got to know one another better than ever they
had before. I have myself heard Judge Pepperleigh say that after the
campaign he knew all of Pete Glover that he wanted to. There was a
lot of that kind of complete satiety. The real trouble about the
Whirlwind Campaign was that they never clearly understood which of
them were the whirlwind and who were to be the campaign.

Some of them, I believe, took it pretty much to heart. I know that
Henry Mullins did. You could see it. The first day he came down to
the lunch, all dressed up with the American Beauty and the white
waistcoat. The second day he only wore a pink carnation and a grey
waistcoat. The third day he had on a dead daffodil and a cardigan
undervest, and on the last day, when the high school teachers should
have been there, he only wore his office suit and he hadn't even
shaved. He looked beaten.

It was that night that he went up to the rectory to tell the news to