the traditional year-end banquet held in the festive red-and-gold ballroom of the Château Frontenac Hotel, the Conservatives gather around their leader. Enthusiasm has never run so high. Victory has never been so close. Maurice is more discreet. He is weighing his party’s chances of success. And they are good. They would be better if the son of Lomer Gouin were not in the picture. Paul Sauvé lifts his glass to toast Maurice’s health.
“Come on, Maurice, you look worried,” says Sauvé, who comes over and sits down beside him.
“Did you listen to the radio broadcasts of the Action Libérale Nationale?” Maurice asks.
“On Radio-Canada? A few times… I’m not always free Sunday evenings between seven and seven-thirty. They have been airing them for almost three months now. But I’ve heard about them,” replies Sauvé.
“Paul, my friend, let me just say one thing: radio is a very effective weapon. We’ll have to start using it. We can’t allow our opponents to monopolize the airwaves. Look at Roosevelt. He’s been president for the past two and a half years and you can hear him everywhere. He is a good model for our party. His idea of a “New Deal” is to put people to work on big public projects… We should introduce a similar program here.”
“Maurice, Maurice…”
Hortensius Béique joins Sauvé and Duplessis.
“Tell us what the Empire State Building was like, Maurice?”
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