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but others were just nearby residents, shopkeepers or local tradesman.   By the time we reached the small loungeroom, Walker had shaken twenty hands.   However, I shouted for quiet, and formally introduced him as "Our Progressive Attorney General:; then I remembered that Walker had achieved a certain notoriety because of his progressive views on issues such as abortion, homosexuality, and drug abuse.   And here were many devout Catholics.   But there were no complaints, no awkward questions.   Walker smiled, sipped some tea, ate some cake, and met everybody.   He made no speech, just chatted politely.   He came over as a nice young man.

        After about half an hour we disengaged ourselves from the crowd, thanked Mrs Crowe for her hospitality, and headed for Manly in the LTD.

        Our entourage had been joined by a mysterious lady called Gladdy Endicott, who was now sitting beside me in the plush back seat of the big car.   She was a slim brunette, in her thirties perhaps, well groomed in a smart suit, and very well spoken.   She could have been an executive of a public relations firm, but she explained that her job was that of an organiser with the Liquor Trades Union, which had donated her services to my campaign for the next few days.

        As we drve towards Manly, I confessed that I had made no arrangements to meet people there; but Walker was unconcerned, and quick to reassure me:

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