"And I'll tell you," Senator Bruner was saying, "it isn't only
because I knew it would be funny that I wanted you to see it;
but--well, you see America isn't the real America when she has on
her best clothes and is trying to show off. You haven't seen anybody
who hasn't prepared for your coming, and that means you haven't seen
them as they are at all. Now here we are. This is us! You see that
fellow hanging a picture down there? He's president of the First
National Bank. Came over a little while ago, got next to the
situation, and stayed to help. And--say, this is good! Notice that
red-headed fellow just getting up from his knees? Well, he's
president of the teamsters' union--figured so big in a strike here
last year. I call that pretty rich! He's the fellow they are all so
afraid of, but I guess he liked the idea of the boys doing it
themselves, and just sneaked in and helped.--There's the Governor.
He's a fine fellow. He wouldn't be held up by anybody--not even to
get ready for a Prince, but he's worked like a Trojan all day to
make things come his way. Yes sir--this is the sure-enough thing.
Here you have the boys off dress parade. Not that we run away from
our dignity every day, but--see what I mean?"

"I see," replied the Prince, and he looked as though he really did.

"You know--say, dodge there! Move back! No--too late. The Governor's
caught us. Look at him!"

The Governor's eyes had turned upward, and he had seen. He put his
hands on his back--he couldn't look up without doing that--and gave
a long, steady stare. First, Senator Bruner waved; then Senator
Patton waved; then Mr. McVeigh waved; and then the Prince waved.
Other people were beginning to look up. "They're all on," laughed